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Пишет gevor (![[info]](http://lj.rossia.org/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} gevor)@ 2008-09-09 20:19:00 |
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Местный Стандарт
The most impressive beggar I ever met was a guy in Vietnam called Min. When I didn't respond to his English-language plea for cash, he switchedto French, then German, then Japanese. e was an intelligent man who spoke every language.
Think of the pope living on a pavement in Hanoi (but minus the white nightdress).
I didn't want to corrupt Min with cash, so I bought him a cocolate bar. He refused to eat it, complaining that milk chocolate had high levels of sugar and fat, and besides, he preferred dark chocolate, preferably organic.
"You are smarter tham I am," I said to tim. "So why are you a beggar?"
"Because I'm smarter than you are," he replied,strolling away
The most impressive beggar I ever met was a guy in Vietnam called Min. When I didn't respond to his English-language plea for cash, he switchedto French, then German, then Japanese. e was an intelligent man who spoke every language.
Think of the pope living on a pavement in Hanoi (but minus the white nightdress).
I didn't want to corrupt Min with cash, so I bought him a cocolate bar. He refused to eat it, complaining that milk chocolate had high levels of sugar and fat, and besides, he preferred dark chocolate, preferably organic.
"You are smarter tham I am," I said to tim. "So why are you a beggar?"
"Because I'm smarter than you are," he replied,strolling away
