"so how do you?"
she asks
...
and upon hearing my
"uhhh i ...
i really
i...
dont know..."
she smiles and says
"ahh... (안다) its because you have
능력자"
explaining
the street slang value
and telling me
"thats a very good thing to have
i think.
because then you dont have to
do
anything.
youre very lucky"
... "ermm...
no...
not lucky
i mean
ermmm
its not like that..."
wishing i had a cigarette...
(which evidently
seems to be half the key to "my"
"능력자")
flustering...
"im not...
i mean
i dont go out
thinking like
... that...
im
not
that kind of person"
she smiles nods...
"its not good
because
then i dont know what
or how
to do
when i need to
like... with
this..."
she smiles and nods..
gesturing open palmed up
to the empty brown tweed cushion
to my right
that id just been previously mocking as a
way to explain
stieg larssen's style of tolstoy-esque writing...
"cuz ive never had to
and
so i dont know
how to now..."
(and 35s kind of old to
not know
what i guess everyone
else has for years)
-- carry on the unspoken thoughts
"but im learning now."
i tell her
... earnestly...
"im really trying."
explaining
how we have these fears
-- leaving out the "입양"
to explain that "we" ("우리")
leaving out the "very deep seeded" between the
"these"
and
"fears"--
making finger feet walking gestures
from a left closed hand
to an open handed
right
"we want to get from
here
to
here...
but dont know how to..."
... "but
i'm trying"
i confess
"i really am..."
... she nods
and repeats
"anyway...
you...
i think
have
능력자
and youre lucky."
and i
smile
and nod
with a reluctant acceptance
and wonder
who the teacher in this conversation
really
is
repeating to myself
"lucky."
"능력자."
lucky.
kim thompson. tuesday 17 jan 2012. seoul. s. korea. 16.08
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