i don’t think i ever told this story, which happened to the boy when we were in shanghai. he was on our building’s elevator with a friend who was also a foreigner. a chinese couple entered the elevator mid-trip, pink cheeks and ruffled clothes.
– “what will you tell your husband?”, asked the guy in chinese, while straightening his tie.
– “i’ll make something up”, answered the woman.
the boy didn’t get the conversation, but his friend did and told us about it later, with much laughter.
foreign languages — they’re like an encryption protocol for your secrets… unless someone else has the key too. :)