Historia del sábado = Saturday’s story.
I haven’t talked about my Spanish class, haven’t I?
So I have resumed my Spanish class. Now I’m in Level A4 with Jeet a.k.a Anita. That’s her Spanish name (she might kill me for telling you this :-p). In the class, if your name doesn’t sound Spanish enough, or if the lecturer can’t pronounce your name, you’ll get a Spanish name. Azita becomes Anita. Caroline becomes
Me? I get to keep my real name. Fortunately mine is easy to pronounce. So far, no matter where I go, I don’t have any problem to get others to say my name right. That’s the benefit of having a name that’s applicable in the east and the west. Must thank my parents for that. Or perhaps I should thank Nadia Comăneci for getting two gold medals in the Olympic Games a year before I was born, hence inspiring my parents to name me after her.
By the way, I don’t even know what are Jose’s, Antonio Japón’s and Antonio Corea’s real names. Have been calling them with their Spanish names all the while ;-)
After the class, I went to UM to meet my MBA classmates to discuss our assignment. Though Pei Yee specifically told me that the meeting was at Main Campus (and I even replied OK), somehow my brain registered it as City Campus. So I drove all the way there and climbed three floors up (the lift wasn’t working) only to find out that I got the venue wrong!
Then in evening I met my cousin Basyir, a student at Malaysian Institute of Aviation Technology (MIAT), doing Bachelor of Aviation Management. He and his classmates wanted to interview me for their English class. Apparently several of my big bosses are their lecturers, doing part-time teaching there. It made me think of the possibility of doing the same. Not now though (I’m already half-dead with my own studies), maybe one day.
She sells it as a side business. Check out her blog for more info. Love the pattern. I bet it’s going to be really useful in my cold office!