Melbourne

I've been feeling really bad about not keeping up with my Mandarin.

On the train the other day a woman came on asking for help, in Mandarin but the last word was garbled english. I knew she was asking directions as I did recognise much of what she was saying. I did not know how to answer even tho I know I studied this at uni. ( angry at myself ) . Her accent was strong, a new immigrant.

I did eventually figure where she wanted to go, said I would help her( in english ) and she sat next to me until I helped her at her station. She waved good bye to me so many times from the platform when the train moved. 🥲

I felt so bad for her, I remember what it was like moving to a foreign country where I didn't speak the language and literally tried to navigate a foreign city. A scary adventure that makes us rely on strangers.

I am resolved to study up again , it's a good thing to do.