My first car was one that was passed around the family for a long time. It was a stick-shift which I grew to love, but was pretty old and rickety by the time I was finally graced with the privilege of driving it as my own. Still, it ran. And as a poor college student,… Continue reading Smoking Car Syndrome
Category: language
Dakara…
The Japanese language can be ambiguous at times. Maybe many times. Often, the subject is left unsaid, because people get the gist (hm… didn’t know that was spelt with a “g”) of who is doing what. Unlike Spanish, the conjugated verb doesn’t tell who’s doing it. So, if you miss the beginning of the conversation,… Continue reading Dakara…
Ninja Mom 