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Greetings from a son of Genghis Khan
Jun. 16th, 2006 05:54 pmMy sister, who you will recall is teaching in China, wrote today to report that on Thursday they invited a Muslim Chinese colleague to tea. "I should say to fruit," my sister wrote. "With his Muslim restrictions on food intake, he was able to partake of the fruit and nothing else."
Apparently this man is from a town called Korgas in the farthest western province, Xinjiang. Korgas is on the border between China and Kazakhstan. My sister showed him some pictures of our family that we took last X-mas in Central Oregon, and he got very excited. He pointed at the picture of me (in my Greek fisherman's cap, as I recall) and explained something in Chinese. The translation was that I looked just like the people in his hometown!
"So you have brothers in Korgas," my sister concluded. "Come to China and we'll go meet them."
I've been told that I look French, and I've been told that I look Italian, but this is a new one. Central Asian? Well, that was when I'd grown out my drooping handlebars. Maybe I could be the new Anthony Quinn!
Apparently this man is from a town called Korgas in the farthest western province, Xinjiang. Korgas is on the border between China and Kazakhstan. My sister showed him some pictures of our family that we took last X-mas in Central Oregon, and he got very excited. He pointed at the picture of me (in my Greek fisherman's cap, as I recall) and explained something in Chinese. The translation was that I looked just like the people in his hometown!
"So you have brothers in Korgas," my sister concluded. "Come to China and we'll go meet them."
I've been told that I look French, and I've been told that I look Italian, but this is a new one. Central Asian? Well, that was when I'd grown out my drooping handlebars. Maybe I could be the new Anthony Quinn!
