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Beautiful interaction

lombok pottery ben

My son had the chance to help this potter make a clay turtle.  He has been taking Bahasa Indonesia lessons at school, but still can’t speak the language very well.  The potter spoke no English, or at least did not let on that she knew.

The language that they spoke to one another was one of gestures, smiles, and touching.  She showed Ben how to mold the clay, how to turn the wheel, and she would take his hand and move it where it needed to be.  She would smile and let him try.  He would smile back and try.

The most poignant lesson I have learned while living internationally has been that communication does not have to be spoken.  Some of the best relationships I have here in Indonesia are the ones where we both struggle to speak, and have to depend on the kindness of the other person to get us through the situation.

I pray that I do not forget this lesson.

 

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3 responses

  1. Spoken language is only a local means of commonality. We are human. Our communication comes from a deeper connection that we forget in our quests for the brass ring.

    June 26, 2013 at 8:40 pm

    • Well said…written.

      June 26, 2013 at 8:46 pm

  2. beautiful message; thanks for sharing.

    June 26, 2013 at 11:35 pm