At the little neighborhood store this morning, I accidentally hand the clerk my metro card rather than my debit card.
She laughs and tells me,"When my sister was in Thailand, she always went to the produce markets, looking at the unfamiliar fruits, and she would ask the vendors, 'Which should I eat?' pointing at two things that looked very similar. And they always answered, "Same-same! But different!"
I love this story.
I like to think of all of us as "Same-same! But different!"
Posted by: arachnomaria | January 19, 2011 at 04:17 PM
Splendid little story, memorable enough to jot down in my journal. I agree with the above comment, in thinking of us as "Same-same! But different". Simple yes, deep yes!
Blessings.
Posted by: magnolia | January 19, 2011 at 05:32 PM