thank you for joining me for storytime.
i was in montreal this one time with a friend. we met a couple of girls in the bar one nite and commenced many halting conversations which went nowhere but never ended. we made an effort to converse in french but it wasnt happening. almost out of gratitude, they tried english as broken as our french was yet there was still no connection.
only when we each performed our second language poorly, us in french and them in english, did we begin to communicate. it was a friendship with meaningful and deep roots in the fleeting attention which secondary school language classes demanded.
it was a friendship that lasted well into the early morning.