As some of you may know by now, I have always been…ahem…*drawn* to foreigners. I sought out the German girl in my 5th grade class, I kept in touch with many pen pals from all over the world, I participated in an International Exchange program over two summers, and even now I find that some of my best blogging buddies are people like my evil German twin Kat, the Aussie who could be my much much much younger sister Katie, my Scottish gal pal Siobhan, and even the cool chicks from the Great White North, Huckdoll and Kelly. In addition to all of this, I am quite the sentimental person which means that I usually work pretty hard at keeping in touch with folks in general.
Knowing all of that, check out this conversation that occurred in the car on the way home from Boy Scouts tonight.
*Note: Our troop has been lucky enough to have a foreign exchange student this year…and from Kat’s town, no less! He is leaving to return to Germany at the end of next month.
Me: I really, really hope you keep in touch with S.
Fifteen-year-old: Yeah, uh, I probably won’t.
Me: What? What a shame that would be! You know, if we do end up going to Munich in 2010, we could visit him for a day and he could show us around his favorite places.
F-Y-O: Nah. He doesn’t go to my school and I only see him at Scouts.
Me: (sad) Oh.
That is hilarious, at least F-Y-O is keeping it real and he is straight forward. A trait that I personally find very attractive. Tell him he is always welcome to check out my favorite places in Munich LOL.
Don’t you just want to strangle them sometimes? If only we got to have the wisdom we learn later, earlier in our lives. Too bad we really can’t “make” them learn from our experience. *sigh* He’ll regret it someday.
Yup, definitely the difference between girls and boys…
I’ve always been an anglophile. And somehow I’ve always had best friends who are British. (Which came first, I wonder?)
Well at least he’s honest. Ya think it’s a boy thing?
I think I’ve mentioned to you before that I was a member of IPF – International Pen Friends. I had about 15 people I kept in regular touch with. I loved writing and receiving the letters. I lost touch with all of them my second year of college; I just had too much to cope with.
Fast forward to fifteen years later. I had no idea where any of them were, but thought I would give it a shot and try and find some. I found one girl I called my little sister, she’s from Toronto. All I have to say is, thank heavens for Facebook. I have found so many people I have lost touch with over the years. I almost cried when I saw her!
Thanks for the nod, again. I also want to add that I think you’re a special lady with a ginormous heart.