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Ukrainian Student

I came to my office and there was a Ukrainian student waiting there for me. It is very hard to switch to Ukrainian all of a sudden. I was constantly lapsing into Spanish because, apparently, Spanish and Ukrainian are now located close to each other in my brain.

I want to invite the student to my house for some borscht because he shared that once he went 4 months without eating borscht and that was a very traumatic story to me.

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4 thoughts on “Ukrainian Student

  1. “I want to invite the student to my house for some borscht…”

    I wouldn’t do that. Maybe bring a pot of borscht (in a disposable container) to him?

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  2. Shakti on said:

    You could turn it into a smallish dinner party & invite Basia over as well. How did Klara take her introduction to borscht?

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    • That’s exactly what I was planning!

      Klara only eats purees for now. But at daycare they gave her tortilla with cheese and they say she loved it. It’s good because she wouldn’t get one from me until she was ready to get her driver’s license.

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