Superstore Day
After a while, I took a shower, eat breakfast and dressed up. I use public transit to go superstore to do some grocery shopping. When I was inside of the bus, I tried to speak with the person behind me by using hand gestures, but he was not understanding me so rather than talking I take a moment of silent. As the bus goes and goes on, I sat there for a long time, so I had to ask the driver. As I was asking for driver, he was not trying to understanding me so I wrote superstore on a piece of paper. After a while, he looked at me and he says there you go, but still I was confused where I am going and I went back to my own sit. Although, the driver dropped me at superstore. I went inside of the superstore, as I was doing grocery shopping. There was one lady standing in front of me. In this situation, I tried to use hand gesture to get rid of her from my way. But she was rude with me and it makes me frustrated, so I ask someone to help but no one was helping me out so I change my way and I continue doing my other shopping but at that time my focus is only in grocery. After I
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I was waiting for my uncle to talk with him but he did not even come to my home so I thought someone is going wrong with him. After a while, someone knocks the door and I opened the door, it was my grandmother from her house. I tried to communicate with her using hand gestures, but she was not being able to understand me so I thought writing on the piece of paper is a good idea. I wrote on paper in my own language (Nepali) by saying “I was missing you from back home when you left us”. After she finishes reading papers, I was already full of tears and I talk with her using hand gestures that I want to talk with you, but she tells me I will talk to your parents and she left me. On those days, I was shocked, nervous and frustrated by seeing different attitudes towards
I was waiting for my uncle to talk with him but he did not even come to my home so I thought someone is going wrong with him. After a while, someone knocks the door and I opened the door, it was my grandmother from her house. I tried to communicate with her using hand gestures, but she was not being able to understand me so I thought writing on the piece of paper is a good idea. I wrote on paper in my own language (Nepali) by saying “I was missing you from back home when you left us”. After she finishes reading papers, I was already full of tears and I talk with her using hand gestures that I want to talk with you, but she tells me I will talk to your parents and she left me. On those days, I was shocked, nervous and frustrated by seeing different attitudes towards