Language is not necessary, sometimes.
I was taking my evening stroll (I was tempted to type run but I figured you guys won’t believe my lie) when I came across two foreign workers (presumably from India or Bangladesh) pruning the plants in the estate.
And then a Chinese worker drives by on his buggy, waves at them and asks, in Mandarin, “还没下班啊?”
They grinned widely and replied in English, “Hey! You eat dinner already?”
I stood there for a minute or two, just watching the three of them have a conver - happily smiling away with neither really understanding each other.
It made me realise two things:
That our bilingual education system honestly kicks ass.
That sometimes, language is not necessary. That communication transcends words and that Kindness is understood universally.
