Kids Say The Darnest Things :)
I really love the little kids I teach. I have one class of kids, ages 6 and 7. They are really adorable. They always make me wish to be a dad one day.
Anyway, there are only two days left with this particular class. The class is made up of wonderful personalities:
- Pinky: Always wears pink, and is the sweetest little girl in the world. I want a daughter like her *~ cry ~*
- D-Boy: D for danger, as he always trying to crawl under the table to look up the girl’s skirts. *~ Kyaaa! ~*
- Picasso: She’s an AMAZING artist, even at age 7. She’s one of those prodigies you read about.
- Think-Tank: He’s the smartest of them all (BRILLIANT) but is square shaped (a.k.a. very chubby).
- Lambchop: Very small, very quiet
- Princess: She loves fake jewelry and always loves to spell words, and competes with Think-Tank to answer before others
The last day of class is always “Fun Day” where they get food (at the teacher’s, not the school’s, expense) and play games the entire class time.
Rodney: “Ok, Thursday is Fun Day! What do you want to eat? Pizza?”
Kids: “YAAY! Pizzaaaaaa!”
Rodney: “Ok, now, can any of you NOT eat meat or pork?” (I did not want to give pork, if any were Muslim)
Think-Tank: Mister. I…I can’t eat meat.
Rodney: “Ok, how about veggies?”
Think-Tank (shaking head franticly): “Nooo. I not like veggies. I like beef and pepperoni”
Picasso: “That ISSS meat!”
Think-Tank: “I I I mean, I not like bad meat”
Rodney: “Ok, I will tell them NO bad meat. Lambchop, can you eat meat?”
Lambchop shakes head up and down for “yes”
Rodney: “Princess? Pinky? Pizza ok? can you all eat cheese? Is there anything on top of pizza you cannot eat? I do not want you to get sick.”
Kids: “Meat lovers! We want Meat lovers”
Princess: “Cheesey Bites!”
D-Boy: “I want all of it!” (looking under the table. Pinky’s wearing a skirt today, sigh)
Rodney: “OK! Pizza!!!!! And I will get soda and cups and napkins too”
Think-Tank: “Mister. I cannot have soda. My mommy said I have to be smaller, and soda…soda make me feel to run, and my mommy said not to run, and she said she crazy when I drink the soda, so I cannot have the soda because she will yell at me to sit down because, because I run”
*~ looking around ~*
Rodney: “Ok. Thanks for telling me! If you run around, D-Boy will be climbing the walls like Spider-Man!” (I make climbing movements and funny faces)
Kids: *~ HAHAHA ~*
Pinky: “Mister. I want Aqua (a brand of mineral water). My daddy said only drink aqua. But, my big sister not. She get the Kool-Aid and add to the aqua. She said it still aqua, but now with cherry flavor
Think-Tank: “But it has sugarrrrr. I will run and D-boy D-boy will cheat moreeeeee”
D-Boy: “Hahaha”
*~ D-Boy lets out a huge fart, Kyaaa! ~*
Kids: “EWWWW HAHAHA”
Rodney: “D-boy, say “excuse me”"
D-Boy: “Excuse me”
*~ Kids are holding noses ~*
Picasso: “uh, uh, I want aqua, and I want pizza”
Rodney: “OK! We get pizza and Aqua. And we play games Tuesday!
Kids: “YAAAAA”
Pink: “Mister Can we play that?” (they see the Scrabble game I had for the adult class later)
Rodney: “You want to play scrabble????”
*~ you must see what words they made….next post lol ~*
To Protect and Serve (themselves!)
I’m in a rush, so I not hog the single PC the teachers have access to. I’ve not been online in the last few days, because I’m dirt poor, and saving the last few rupiah for taxis and essentials. The last few days have been filled with bad luck.
- My wallet was lost (along with my driver’s license, RP 850.000 in cash, my gold visa and atm cards)
- I was stopped by the police and had to pay RP 100.000
- I was stopped by the police and had to pay RP 40.000
Ok, the wallet was lost on the same night as I was stopped the first time by the police. I was with my friend, Kiki, and she dropped it while getting out of the taxi. She forgot she was holding it, and I forgot too (long story why we forgot, so don’t ask). Anyway, I had to call the bank to block the cards, as well as get new cards ordered. No problem with that, except my $ is gone and no way to get more until payday (last day of the month)!
Poor thing, she felt very upset. We looked and looked but no luck finding it. But, we were safe, and money can be replaced.
On the way home, from her home, my taxi was pulled over by the police doing a ’security check.’ Many taxis were already pulled over, and a few more were pulled over while I was being processed (or robbed) by the two officers talking to me. I had read that police (in general, not all of the officers) were corrupt. Every book I have read about Jakarta states this. My roommates have been squeezed like oranges for their juicy money. Even a few Indonesian friends said it happens to them.
Basically, from my understanding, police are underpaid. It is a ‘business’ to obtain ‘fees’ from people, which go into the officer’s pocket, a percentage of which goes to his commanding officer, and his commander, and so on. It’s big business here. I did not have my passport in my bag, as it was at the immigration office for Kitas (local ID) processing. I did have copies of the passport pages, along with the 12-month work visa page. I also had a letter stating this. The officers said “No, this not legal”
*~ Ok, they are right, but it was all I had ~*
The officers finally asked me to get out of the taxi, frisked me, and then wanted to see how much money I had. Kiki gave me a few hundred Rupiah, so I could survive a few days while waiting for new ATM cards. when I saw my taxi being pulled over, I hid most of the money in my shoe. They found the RP 100.000 I could not hide.
After lots of questions (where do you live, what do you do, etc etc) they let me go, but wanted RP 200.000. I said “I only have 100.00!!!!” which is what they found in my pocket. They said “ok, 100.000, for the commander, who is allowing me to go). Kyaaa!
After paying the money, the officer and I had a quick question:
Officer: “How long here in Jakarta?”
Rodney: “About 5 weeks, sir.”
Officer: “Ohh. Be careful. Jakarta is dangerous and corrupt city.
*~ KYAAAAA!!! ~*
Rodney: “I see… Thanks for the advice”
Hmmm
Last night was the same, but I managed to talk them down to RP 40.000 (20.000 per officer). Anyway, I only have a few hundred rupiah until Thursday (Payday hurray!) or until my ATM card arrives from Bank of America. Because of this, I have not been to Starbucks to get online or reply many emails and comments.
I’m using the school’s PC as fast as I can before others need it. I will post more on Thursday night (after getting pay!). Forgive typos and grammar issues, as I am just rushing so others can use the PC!
Rodney 
The Odd Couple…
Since moving to Jakarta, it seems I’ve been spending a lot of time in malls. One thing I’ve noticed is how many VERY young girls are with VERY old bules (Western white guys). It’s really a site to see: A balding, mostly-gray haired white guy with a barely 16 year old girl who’s trying her best to not twist her ankle while stumbling in high-heel shoes.
At this moment, I’m looking at one guy, who could easily be in his 60s, with a girl wearing super-short shorts and a halter top, and 3-inch high heals. A micro-bikini would cover more skin than her outfit!
She tripped and almost fell as soon as the escalator reached the top.
*~ Girl: “Damn shoes!” ~*
It seems teen girls love to been seen with such men. I think these old guys are a type of trophy for the girls to show off to their friends. I’ve learned some teens go to malls just to “pick up” bules.
*~ Look at what I got! ~*
Ok, I can follow the twisted logic of the girls. But the men are more confusing. I’d think, given the fact they are so old and wrinkly, they’d be embarrassed to be seen in public with such obviously-young girls.
Don’t those guys have any shame? I mean, what does he and the girls talk about? Music?
Bule: “What rock groups do you like?”
Girl: “Linkin Park! They are so cool, lah! They have a new album!”
Bule: “I’ve not heard of them. I like Journey”
Girl: “Journey??? I not know them. Do they have a new album?”
Bule: “Uh, that group broke up in the early 1980s…”
Girl: “Wow, I was not born yet!”
Bule and Girl: (looking around embarrassed…)
My friend, Betty, has an interesting theory:
“The girl has needs… The guy has needs… Maybe they are just helping each other with their respective needs.” HAHAHA!
Ok, I’m a good boy and innocent (or naive) but I do realize a lot of Western guys seem to have Yellow Fever, but can’t they at least be more discreet? I won’t repeat what my roommates have said about Asian girls, as it’s just sad and twisted.
Ok, next time I will explain about the proper care and feeding of your Jablay
No Bahasa Indonesia lesson, as I’ve not learnt anything new in the last few days
Hmm, I suddenly feel a little sad, because I miss hearing from my friend, Janet. I’ve got to give her a call sometime…
How I Spent My Holiday
I had four days off to play with. Thursday was a government holiday, and I was off Friday through Sunday. I went with my friend, KiKi, on an 11 hour executive class train ride to East Java and the city of Malang–famous for their yummy green apples, which I did not try.
While there we went to Lawang and to Mt. Bromo! It was a great trip, as Kiki and I always have a blast, but it was disappointing photographically speaking because I did not bring the proper equipment! I had no idea I was going to see volcanos! I thought I was only visiting temples and caves!
Bahasa Indonesia Lesson for Today:
None! It’s a holiday still!
Cheers!
The Big Durian
Ok, the number one question I get in email is about what life in Jakarta is like. If ten different people are asked this question, I am sure you will receive seven or eight different answers. I can only comment about my own opinions and observations, to date.
Crime and Punishment:
I made an effort to read numerous books and websites about living in Jakarta, before arriving here. Like most expatriates, I was overly concerned about “preman” (street thugs) corrupt police officers and other such people. I can say the books overly exaggerate things! Now, I am not saying this is a perfectly safe place. It does have its criminal element, and police are corrupt (kinda sorta in general) but there is far less crime here in Jakarta than in other comparable cities such as New York.
Most Indonesians do not tolerate crime, especially within the kampung (neighborhoods) areas. Kampungs seem to have a type of “street justice.” If someone steals an item, half the kampung population will hunt that crook down, and beat him to a bloody pulp. The criminals caught are often murdered by that mob. One can read of such murders in the newspapers here.
I mentioned the police and how they tend to be corrupt. Most expatriates do not carry their passports with them, out of fear of it being stolen by bag snatchers or pick pockets. Many foreigners will just carry a photocopy of the passport. My house mate tried this. When stopped by the police, he was still fined Rp. 100.000! I can promise u this money went directly into the police officer’s wallet.
Thinking: the money won’t be in the wallet for long, as the officer’s supervisor will get his share of the money, who in turn will share some to his boss, and his boss will to his boss… you get the idea.
The Weather:
Jakarta is VERY hot, VERY humid and VERY dirty! I still have a weird cough. It is the sort of feeling and cough a non-smoker gets when he’s stuck in the smoking section of a restaurant and must breathe a thick fog-like atmosphere of cigarette smoke. That is exactly the type of cough I have. I am happy to say I am handling the humidity better than when I originally arrived here. The heat is still a pain. It literally feels like weight if you walk in it during the hottest times of the day (around 2:30-4:00 PM). Worst of all is the fact this is not yet the “hot” season here! *~ Kyaaaa! ~*
Slang Talk:
I’ve found I am adopting a particular Indonesian slang: “blah blah blah” For example. When Americans read a sentence which contains a blank (e.g., “My name is ___”) we say “My name is blank.” Indonesians say “My name is blah blah blah.” Now I am finding I’m saying “blah blah blah all the time in similar fashion.
The Traffic:
The first impression of Jakarta’s traffic, while driving from the airport to my new home, was “Oh my god! We’re going to get hit!” Motorcycles in particular are crazy, weaving in and out of traffic, stopped cars and driving on sidewalks. The motorcycles remind me of ants playing follow the leader crawling up, over and around obsticles.
Speaking of crawling insects: BAJAJ! The bajaj is a type of motorized tricycle and are truly the cockroaches of the roadways! They are always in the way, always contributing to Jakarta’s pollution issues, and are so noisy, you can hear quite a distance away. If you are standing on the sidewalk, and a bajaj drives past, you will be enveloped in at hick gray/blue cloud of smoke. Try imaging several lanes of traffic merging into 2 lanes, and you get a picture of what I see daily. Just when cars are about to hit, they somehow merge together.
Most drivers treat the street lines as “suggestions” rather than law. Sometimes drivers will drive in their own lanes, but you will often find cars driving down the line, creating three or four lanes out of two lanes. The traffic in Jakarta is beyond anything seen in the United States. It is MUCH worse than New York’s traffic. Jakarta’s traffic is even worse than Bangkok’s traffic!
I so far cannot figure out when there is less traffic. I’ve been told 1 to 3 PM are times with less traffic. Even on Sunday it was bumper to bumper traffic, where we sat for 15 to 20 minutes at a dead stop. It seems EVERY day it is traffic jams. Even when coming home from starbucks at 1 AM there are traffic jams!
Rich vs. Poor
Ok, this is a touchy subject, so I will tread with care! It seems to me, the “middle” class is almost non-existent. In the United States, the majority are middle class, while 5% may be “rich” and 10% are “poor.” In Jakarta, in my opinion, it seems 70% are poor, maybe 5% are “rich” and the remaining 25% are middle class. 25% is not much. Every hotel looks wonderful, but behind each 5-star hotel is a kampung of poor people, dirty sewers and just plain filth. So, when you have approximately 5% of the population holding a good 90% of the wealth, this leads to some resentment. I am sure my Indonesian friends may disagree with me on this (and sure they will leave some comments) but this is really my perception of the city, to date.
Just as Japan is a mix of hyper-modern technology and old-world traditions, Jakarta seems to be a mix of hyper-rich and very old-world poor. Still, people seem to get along, and that is what counts most of all, right? I think so.
The Water
Don’t drink it. Don’t even think about it. That simple. Even when it “looks” clean out of the faucet, it’s dirty. I had a cut on my finger that was almost healed before I flew to Jakarta. It has gotten worse, and still is healing after weeks! *~ Kyaaaa! ~* Additionally, I am eaten alive by mosquitos (next topic) and the bumps and sores are not healing. *~ cryyyy ~*
The Mosquitos
I hate them! That simple. They are omnipresent. They are everywhere. They are hungry for blood! Why am I so damn tasty? What makes them think I’m some sort of Mocha buffet? If mosquitos were women, then I’d be George Cloony! They can’t get enough of me. I guess it is true about humans, as it is with chicken: dark meat tastes best.
I am sitting next to my friend, Kiki. She’s laughing at me, but I am the one scratching week-old mosquito bites! Where are hers???? She is bite-free! Hmm, or maybe her bites are in more provocative places? *~ curious ~*
Oh, she tells me “I’ve made peace with them. Thus they have no choice but to bite you!” Great… I feel so popular.
Ok, Enough for now. I will talk more on my perceptions of The Big Durian next time!
Bahasa Indonesia Lesson for Today:
None! It is a public holiday!
I will try to get some pictures when I go to East Java for my 4 days holiday. Take care
Apa Kabar? (What’s Happening?)
I’m sorry I’ve not posted these last few days. Many changes have been going on: technical, photographic and professional things. This is several day’s worth of blog information all in one big blog today.
More Laptop Woes:
Some of you have read previous posts about my Windows laptop. Simply put, it’s a behemoth beast-of-burden that is both gigantic and dinosauric in size. I tried carrying that laptop around for a week, but I ended up with a very painful, long, red bruise on my shoulder! Conan The Barbarian could not carry my laptop for more than a few meters before breaking down and crying like a little girl!
Don’t misunderstand me. That behemoth laptop is perfect for what I purchased it for. That laptop wonderful for running multiple power and graphics intensive applications, but it fails miserably as a frequent-travel portable solution! I needed a solution that provided easy transport while giving me reasonable processing power while shooting photography “in the field” as well as for carrying around to various WiFi hotspots. And I go to WiFi hotspots almost daily now!
After a few more days of painful bruises, I finally withdrew a portion of my savings and got an Apple MacBook. I have to say I LOVE this thing. I’ve missed using Apple products over the years (that is a story for another day). The MacBook is very thin and fits easily in my bag. It weighs next to nothing, yet is nearly as powerful as my beast-of-burden PC laptop. I’m using the MacBook to write this blog at a 24 hour Starbucks (which is quickly becoming my second home).
I name all of my computers after Wizards. My Wi-Fi network back in the USA is called WizardsRealm. A previous desktop PC was named Gandalf. My Jurassic laptop (now owned by my friend, Jackie) is named Skeeve (from the Myth Inc. Adventure book series). My current behemoth laptop is named Dumbledore.
I think will name my little MacBook Merlin. Not only is Merlin the name of a Wizard who I love to quote, but Merlins are also little birds. Since the laptop is small and light as a feather, I think Merlin is the perfect name. Hmmm, maybe iMerlin is better, in keeping with Apple’s “i-BlahBlahBlah” naming scheme. Hahaha
School Stuff:
There have been a few changes with my teaching schedule as well. I’ve been assigned many business English classes lately. After my first week of teaching at bank and company locations, I can say it is nice, but I do miss some of my students, like X-tine (of course I won’t give her real name). So I have a mix of both: Business English classes on-site and General/Real English classes in-school. I’m also getting more and more positive feedback from students and faculty.
You’ve (well, I’ve) Got Mail:
I’m receiving a ton of email, much to my surprise! I’ve received many questions. The 5 most popular ones are:
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“What is it like to live in Jakarta?”
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“Is Jakarta as dangerous as most books and expatriate websites mention?”
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“What did the three 16 year old girls have to say about relationships, personal ads and love letters?”
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“When will you start making podcasts, and will it be available on iTunes”
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“I love your photography on www.BeyondExposures.com and want to make a donation to you. How can I send you donations?”
I’ll answer about the girls now, and leave other questions for tomorrow’s blog (yes, tomorrow!).
The Girls (Mo, Larry and Curly hahaha):
I will NEVER tell what the 3 girls said hahaha. I can say they love being mentioned on my blog, and they wanted a group picture posted on the blog. So here it is Mo, Larry and Curly (of course you can’t know their real names). Their last day of class is on this coming Tuesday, and I promised them pizza.
Travel around Java:
This week I have a four day weekend! Thursday is a national holiday (Indonesia has MANY holidays)! The classes I teach on Friday are at government locations. This means those students will be off from work and classes are cancelled! My friend KiKi and I will take an overnight train on Wednesday night to Lawang (a sub-district of Malang in East Java). I’ll be there for three of the four day weekend getting some photos at some caves and temples there. *~smiling~*
Bahasa Indonesia Lesson For Today: Shopping and Haggling
• Anda: You (more formal than “kamu” which is used with friends)
• Berapa: What is
• Cukai: Tax
• Dapat/Dapatkah: To be able to; Can; To find; To get…
• Harga: Price
• Harganya: The price (“the” price, nya = specific to item being discussed)
• Kemahalan: (built from mahal) Too Expensive
• Mahal: Expensive; Costly
• Murahkan: Cheaper
• Sedikit: A little; A few
• Termasuk: IncludedBerapa harganya?
Rp 6.500.000
Ini kemahalan! Dapatkah anda murahkan seditik?
Rp 6.250.000
Harga ini termasuk cukai?
YaTranslation:
What is the price?
Rp 6.500.000 (approximately US$722.22)
This is expensive! Can you make it a little cheaper?
Rp 6.250.000 (approximately US$694.44)
Does this price include tax?
Yes
Ok, tomorrow I will try to answer some emails. Also, since I now have a Mac, which comes with GarageBand software, I will try to produce my first podcast next week! Take care!
By the way. WizardsRealm is a secured network. So…
“Meddle Not In The Affairs of Wizards!” — Merlin
*~ Smile ~*
For A Hot Time, Call…
I think the writers of the English text books used by my school really need to keep in mind lots of students are 16 years old or younger!
I discovered during lesson planning I must present writing and listening exercises based on Personal Ads and marriage counciling! *~ Shock! ~*
Students must listen to two girl friends discussing what Girl-A will place in her ad, how the friend, Girl-B, exaggerates certain facts about certain physical body parts of Girl-A (to sound more attractive) and what they want in men.
Students then must listen to the ad’s replies, discuss which guy is the best match for the Girl-A, why they feel Guy-A is better than Guy-B, then write their own personal ads!
To the book editors: “HELLO! I am in Indonesia! Modesty is golden here!”
How to get shy girls, who are raised to be modest, to openly talk of romantic topics.
OK, time for class. We’ll see how it goes…
*~ a few hours later… ~*
OK, 16 year old girls have a lot to say about relationships, personal ads, and even had suggestions on better alternatives for finding men!
I need therapy. And NO! I won’t tell you what they said and suggested!
Bahasa Indonesia Lesson for Today
(I need to check the spelling, typing this fast!)
(Spelling fixed, thanks to Betty–aka Piglet!)
Lampu Merah: Traffic Light/Signal
Ikuti: Follow
Jalan Raya/Rayanya: Main Road
Bagaimana: How
Bisa: Can
Ke: To
Dan: And
Terus: Keep going or Go on
Lurus: Straight(Getting around and asking directions)
Example 1:
Ikuti jalan rayanya. Belok kiri dan terus sajalah lurus ke lampo mejah.
(Follow the main road. Turn left and go straight to the traffic light.)Example 2:
Maaf. Bagaimana saya bisa ke Grand Hotel?
(Sorry/Excuse me. How can I get to the Grand Hotel?)
Take Care!
Surprising Singapore
I’m in Singapore to obtain my 1 year Indonesian work Visa. I’m still baffled by the idea one must travel to “Singapore“ to obtain an “Indonesian” work Visa. Are there no offices in Jakarta for this sort of government business?
The school gave me the following:
- A plane ticket for a 6:30 AM flight.
- A “head shot” picture previously taken at a cheesy Fujifilm place.
- Some government documents (written in Indonesian of course).
- Cash (2 currencies) for airport tax, Visa processing fee, taxis and payoff for “Mr. Man”.
- A most curious sheet of paper listing instructions that read like a bad spy novel:
- Driver will pick up at 4:30 AM
- Upon arrival, call Mr. Man from free phone.
- Go to the McDonalds at Forum Shopping Mall.
- Find Mr. Man under the red umbrella (NOT KIDDING!)
- Give him the Singapore money, documents, Passport and picture. Mr. Man will fast-track the Visa Process
- Return to umbrella at 4 PM to collect work Visa and passport
I’m surprised there was no pass code, so Mr. Man and I could identify each other.
Rodney – wearing black sunglasses
Mr. Man – dressed in black cloak
Setting: sitting back to back at a table under the red umbrella, speaking in hushed voices…
R: “Ice melts fast… ”
M: “But it stays cold in the freezer… “
M: “Steam from a microwave popcorn bag can burn your eyes… ”
R: “Yet it is tasty, all the same… “
R & M – nodding in agreement…
Rodney – slides packet of cash and documents under the table to Mr. Man, who disappears promptly into the shadows…
Well, at least I get to have breakfast, hehehe. Also, a McDonalds commercial is being shot! So cool to see! Maybe I will be in the background, hehehe. I will also get to meet a very good friend, Yensi! I persuaded the school to let me stay an extra day.
*~ For my other S’Pore friends: sorry I did not contact you.
I will on my next trip when there’s more free time ~*
Bahasa Indonesia Lesson for Today:
NONE! They speak English in Singapore! Wakakakakaka!
My Students are The Sims!
I love video games. I especially love playing SimCity and The Sims2. After almost four weeks of teaching, I’m 100% convinced my students are Sims.
In The Sims, the characters always interact and talk using this type of Sim-language known as “Simglish.” It’s so fun to watch the characters talk, nod heads, laugh and get little green “+” (plus) signs over their heads, denoting “we’re becoming friends!”
In one of my classes there are two 19 year old girls who I have named Linkin Park (because she loves the rock group) and Webster (because she wants to be a graphic artist and web designer). They did not know each other before attending my class, but often during breaks they are chattering away in Bahasa Indonesia, laughing and becoming good buddies.
I thought “OMG, they are just like The Sims! I can even see the little green “+” signs over their heads! Bahasa Indonesia sounds JUST LIKE Sim-language!
The 10 minute break is over. The students had to work in pairs. Naturally, being new best friends, Linkin and Webster decided to be partners. One partner had to write, the other had to read. So, how did the two decide who will perform which task? They played “Elephant, Man, Mouse” (I guess an Indonesian version of “Rock Paper Scissors?” They start their hand tossing, laughing and chattering away in Bahasa Indonesia. I remind them ENGLISH ONLY! They laugh. Ok, I have to ask them:
Rodney: “Hey, are you familiar with The Sims?”
Linkin: “Yes, I love The Sims2!”
Webster: “Me too! I even have the expansion packs!”
Rodney: “You two remind me SO MUCH of that game! I could even see the green “++” over your heads! hahaha”Linkin and Webster: “Hahaha!”
Rodney: “Watching you two playing that hand game, chattering away in Bahasa Indonesia and then laughing and hand gesturing is right out of the game! And it sounds like you two are using Simglish!” Maybe this class is one of the many classes in “The Sims University” expansion pack!”
Linkin and Webster: “Hahahahahahahaha!” (Linkin choking on her soda)
I am 100% positive that I am certain that I am sure that I am convinced my students are Sims, and Bahasa Indonesia is Simglish!
Bahasa Indonesia Lesson for Today:
- Maaf: Sorry!
- Permisi: Excuse me/Pardon me
- Terima Kasih: Thank You