Zach's first experience of blending came as he blended in and I stood out. We got in the line for immigation. Wrong line. Said Korean only. We couldn't see any other signs. We waited for 10 people. I had eye contact a few times with clerk. Must have been 100 other booths. When we got to our turn he came out and loudly said Korean only to me and pointed to the far end. Ya see I stood out. I was different. I may have projected what I thought he was thinking and everyone else too because I was so different. Nevertheless I had mentioned to Zach that he was now the same and honestly in a room of several thousand people I could not see one non Asian. So we went to the other end by that time the Korean only folks were about done so an agent who watched us walk all that way came and emptied the lines all around us of non Korean folks and took them to the Korean booths. They were done then. We had another 10 folks to wait for but we got done.
When I became different I saw it all different. By then Zach felt the same and was enjoying it.
Anyway who knows what really anyone thought of me. Probably nothing. Probably just my side of the window.
Made for a good long chaper in a book on differences I am working on. Wrote it early this morning.
See ya,
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Can't wait for the book. Zach, you are always "outstanding" even when you blend in. How about Zach doing a blog entry? Love you both.
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