Cantonese

It's already been an interesting day.  One of my neighbours is an elderly Cantonese lady.  She appears to have Dementia/Alzheimers/Schizophrenia. She came to my door this morning and asked if I could drive her to T&T (Chinese supermarket).  I tried to explain to her that I don't drive but it became obvious that she did not understand.  She can only speak a little bit of English, and I don't understand Cantonese at all. I called my friend, Ken to come and pick us up and take us to T&T and he obliged. I accompanied her inside the store where I was able to find a staff person who speaks Cantonese and could help her.  The staff person told me that she comes there all the time.  My neighbour told me that I could go home.  I, in fact, did leave her because the staff know her there and were keeping an eye on her.  


When I returned home I spoke to the resident Manager and he said he would call one of her sons and tell them what happened and that she is at T & T.  I feel so much better knowing that one of her sons knows her whereabouts. I was quite concerned for her safety and still feel rather protective of her, but I did not want to make her feel caged by just hanging around. I'll need to touch base with one of her sons to find out what to do in the future should that happen again.  I know her sons, we have spoken before but never about their Mom. I'm thinking that I need to learn some basic, conversational Cantonese so that I can more readily understand her.  The thought of learning that language thrills me. One of my favourite movie directors is Stephen Chow. Just learning a little bit of Cantonese will help to appreciate his movies more fully.


No body sculpt class today because I'm going dancing with some friends tonight.  I can't wait!!!