Identity Crisis
Working the Scottish booth in the Bazaar at the Festival of Nations in St. Paul last weekend , I was approached by a lad of about 12 or 13. He looked me up and down a couple of times, pointed at my dress and proudly identified me as "German." I was standing about where you see me in this picture.
Using my high school German (limited at best), I politely corrected him as to the nationality I represented and pointed him toward the German booth about 20 feet away.
It was a great event again this year and we saw about 12,000 students in the first two days of the Festival. It's a learning experience for all of us.
" Anything worth doing is worth doing slowly." - Mae West -
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