Driving Miss.Dragam,

Amikor mentem az iskolába autóval a mi utcánkban egy idős néni odafutott az autómhoz. Kinyitottam az ajtót és ő beszállt. Ez nagyon korán volt és azt gondoltam, hogy álmodom. A néni nagyon gyorsan beszélt. Én azt mondtam, hogy nem beszélek jól magyarul. Megkérdeztem hova megy. Sokat beszélt, de csak azt értettem, hogy posta. Amikor megálltunk a piros lámpánál ő kiszállt azt mondta, „Nagyon köszönöm drágám” és átfutott az úton egyenesen a postára.

Well if you didn't understand the above then I guess you'll be missing out on todays blog....... ok fine I'll fill you in, plus i thought some of you may be interested to see what this hungarian language is all about and for any hungarian readers out there, all 2 of you, this ones for you. We told this story to our language tutor and he thought it was so good he had us write it out, so heres the product of last nights language lesson, this story is from wendesday morning, I headed out to some early morning basketball at the international high school. I never thought i would wake up a 6am for basketball but some friends convinced me too, so i bundled up, grabbed a banana and a "jo reggelt" (morning breakfast bar) and began driving down our road. I hadn't got far when I noticed a older lady (maybe 65) running towards my car, it being early and not knowing if i was dreaming i unlocked the door to see what she wanted, well she hoped right on in. good thing i grabbed the banana off the seat. and she proceeded to talk really fast, again i remind you it's really early and my mind has not even begun to work in english never mind hungarian, i ask her to speak slower and tell her i don't speak hungarian well, she again begins speaking much to fast but i am able to pick out "post office", and its on my way so i put two and two together and figure out shes late to wherever shes going and she wants to get some where near the post office in town. so i shake my head in confusion and off we go, me and my new found early morning friend. as we get closer i ask her if she wants me to stop at the bus stop but she says no the red light ahead will do. and as we get there i finally have woken up enough to realize i greeted her quite rudely (reasonable for that time i guess) and am able to say good bye politely, (literally translated "i kiss your hand") and she responds "thank you my precious". and then off she runs again across the street.