You Are Enough
“ I’ll have the... koh - toh - pou -lo sto for- noh ,” the nameless diners order, butchering the sing- songy Greek . “Or however you say it!” They all blush, sheepish of their ignorance. I sometimes cajole them into placing their orders in a foreign tongue . “C’mon, give it the old college try.” After bumbling through numerous vowels, I always follow with, “Works for me . I’m an English teacher, not a Greek teacher,” easing their self-deprecation . “Where do you teach?” they want to know, spurring a paraphrased reciting of my resume: in Madrid for 2 years, online with the Chinese for the past 5, which has allowed me to live abroad in Colombia, Nepal, and Thailand . Eyes widen, then brows furrow . “So... what brings you here?” They motion to the handful of tables in our tiny taverna , but mean this out-of-the-way town . ...