Mark finally made his
entrée (after a short presentation yesterday), both to my exhilaration and relief, since I had announced (to whom?) a dialogue and this was getting a sad look of a fool's monologue.
Since long Mark didn't make me laugh as today. His most hilarious words, to my ears, were: "I am not nearly so good at language as Maria" -- well, I simply would not be able to build
this sentence itself.
My English is just a babble, but since it was babbling that I learnt Portuguese, I insist in babbling in English.
Tento diariamente ser uma tradutora. Tarefa impossível, e inglória.
Lunch is ready.
