Monday, November 9, 2009


Two questions I get often:
  1. Kommst du aus Holland?
  2. Do you like boys?

I am going to be focusing on question number one today.

Komme ich aus Holland?
"Do you come from Holland?"

I get asked that whenever I speak German with someone who doesn't know me.

Last night on the train, once again, surrounded by the military. After a while, Mossdorf asks me, in German, "Where do you come from?" I responded, asking, "Where do you think?"

"Why," he said, "you come from Holland, right?"

No. No I don't.

I am actually quite pleased everyone thinks that. See, I do have an accent when I speak my German, it's almost inevitable. But, my accent is not from America. I rarely have people guess that I come from the USA. I have a Dutch accent when I speak German.

I have a Dutch accent when I speak German.

Since I originally, back in 2006, only wanted to go the the Netherlands, this suits me even more.

I guess I would rather they thought I was from there than the United States. I am glad they can't pin down where I'm from because I speak the language with a strong accent.

Here are some other encounters I remember when people asked if I was from Holland:

  • the guy who helped set me up for the shooting contest in Obwalden
  • the man who served me pizza
  • the random drunken kids at the Sarnen train station
  • my friend's friend at that one meeting I was at
  • multiple military encounters
  • my friend's host parents

And the list goes on.

I am Margaret and I am from the United States of America.

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