This guy looked as though he had seen a ghost. He wasn’t expecting me to stay in the Netherlands for more than a semester.
Long ago he was assigned to be my student mentor. I imagined we would chat about our life at home, share food, and go on adventures together — all in the interest of “cultural exchange”.
We met each other once and then became occasional one minute “how’s the weather” conversation buddies instead.
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Back in December he wrote me on Facebook.
“for one of my courses me and my projectgroup have to make a short promotion video for a website we are making. In this video we want to put someone that doesn’t look Dutch…Do you want to help us?”
Huh? What do you mean, doesn’t look Dutch?! Grrrr! I remember asking myself what that meant.
But I already knew the answer to the question.