Between me and the owner of a handicrafts store in Taipei:Store Owner: Why do you have black hair? Myself: (gesturing to her parents, who are loose in the shop) Because they have black hair. Store Owner: (dubious) Your mother hair is different. Myself: She paints it. Dye. Store Owner: Oh. Myself: This is a lovely keychain. I love Cloisonne! Store Owner: You and your family are not so tall. Myself: No, we are not. Store Owner: I think Westerners are more tall. Myself: Well, many of them are but we’re different. Store Owner: (amazed) Ahh …..
Later, after reporting the conversation to my parents:My mother: What? What does she mean, “why do you have black hair?”? My father: Okaaaaay ……
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