As a waitress, I’ve heard countless mispronunciations of our international menu. But when I overheard Andrew “correcting” his girlfriend Amanda’s flawless Italian, German, and Mandarin, I just had to say something.
The Friday night rush at Flavors of the World restaurant always kept me on my toes. As a waitress, I loved the hustle and bustle, the clinking of glasses, and the hum of conversation.
But what I enjoyed most was listening to the diverse languages spoken by our patrons as they ordered from our international menu.
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One couple in particular caught my attention: Amanda and Andrew. They were regulars, who came in every Friday without fail.
Amanda had her bright eyes and a gentle demeanor. She always impressed me with her linguistic abilities.
She’d order dishes in their native tongues, and her pronunciation was spot-on whether it was Mandarin, Spanish, Italian, or German.
“Buonasera [Good evening],” Amanda greeted me one evening. “Potrei avere gli gnocchi alla sorrentina, per favore [could I have the gnocchi alla sorrentina, please]?”
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I smiled, appreciating her flawless Italian. “Certamente, signora. Ottima scelta [Certainly, ma’am. Excellent choice]!”
Andrew, on the other hand, was a different story. Tall and conventionally handsome, he carried himself with an air of superiority that set my teeth on edge.
Every time Amanda spoke, he’d interrupt, “correcting” her pronunciations with his own butchered versions.
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“It’s not ‘nyocky,’” he’d say, rolling his eyes. “It’s ‘guh-nocky.’ Honestly, Amanda, you sound ridiculous.”
I’d bite my tongue, not wanting to be rude and possibly reduce my tip.
Amanda would always shrink a little at his words. “I’m sorry, Andrew. I thought –”
“No, you didn’t think,” he’d cut her off. “Just order like a normal person next time, okay?”
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This pattern repeated week after week. Amanda would order beautifully in whatever language the dish originated from, and Andrew would belittle her efforts.
“Ich hätte gerne das Wiener Schnitzel, bitte [I would like the Wiener Schnitzel, please],” Amanda said one night in impeccable German.
“It’s ‘weiner snitchel,’ Amanda,” Andrew scoffed, bothering the name of the typical Austrian dish. “Stop trying to sound fancy.”
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I watched as Amanda’s confidence dwindled with each passing week, and it broke my heart to see such talent and passion being stifled.
This particular Friday was different for some reason.
Amanda’s usual smile was strained as she and Andrew walked in. But I quickly realized why.
Behind them trailed an older couple I hadn’t seen before, but the family resemblance was clear. Andrew’s parents.
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I approached their table with a notepad in hand. “Good evening, folks. What can I get you tonight?”
Amanda glanced at the menu, then at Andrew, before speaking softly. “I’ll have the pho ga, please.”
“It’s ‘foe guh,’ Amanda. God, do you have to be so pretentious all the time?”
Amanda’s cheeks flushed. “I’m sorry, I just –”
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“Don’t mind her,” Andrew cut in, addressing his parents. “She thinks she’s so smart, always showing off.”
His mother tutted sympathetically. “Oh, sweetie,” she said to Amanda, “are you always such a bragger? Can’t you speak normally?”
I gripped my pen tighter and felt my knuckles whitening. Amanda looked like she wanted to disappear.
Andrew leaned into her ear but whispered loud enough for me to hear. “Stop shaming me. Talk like a normal person.”
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When tears welled in Amanda’s eyes, I knew I couldn’t stand by any longer.
“Nín hǎo [Hello],” I said, addressing Andrew in Mandarin. “Qǐng bùyào rúcǐ cūlǔ de duìdài nín de nǚpéngyǒu [Please do not treat your girlfriend so rudely].”
Andrew’s jaw dropped. Amanda’s head snapped up, surprise replacing the hurt in her eyes.
“Xièxiè nǐ [Thank you],” Amanda replied, her Mandarin flowing smoothly. “Zhè duì wǒ yìyì zhòngdà [This means a lot to me].”
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Andrew and his parents exchanged bewildered glances. “What’s going on?” he demanded. “What are you saying?”
“Oh, I was just asking you not to treat your girlfriend so rudely. And Amanda was thanking me, saying it means a lot to her,” I answered sweetly.
“I don’t believe you!” he accused me. “You’re making that up. You’re insulting us!”
“Son,” his father interjected, “maybe you should –”
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“No!” Andrew slammed his hand on the table. “She’s lying. She has to be. Amanda, what did she say?”
Amanda sat up straighter, and her eyes sparkled. Something had changed. “She’s not lying, Andrew. And neither am I when I pronounce words correctly in other languages.”
“But… but I thought…” Andrew sputtered.
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“You thought wrong,” Amanda said firmly. “I’ve spent years studying languages. Just because you don’t understand something doesn’t make it wrong or shameful.”
“So what, you’re some kind of genius now? Is that what you’re saying?”
“No,” Amanda replied. “I’m just someone who loves languages and has worked hard to learn them. There’s nothing wrong with that.”
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Andrew’s mother chimed in, obviously embarrassed by the scene they were causing. “Sweetie, don’t you think it’s a bit… much? Always showing off like this?”
“It’s not showing off to use the skills you’ve worked hard to acquire” Amanda retorted. “Would you say the same thing to a musician playing an instrument well?”
“Well, I… that’s different.”
“How?” Amanda challenged. “How is it different?”
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Andrew’s father cleared his throat. “Now, let’s all calm down. I’m sure we can-“
“No, Dad,” Andrew cut in. “I want to hear this. Go on, Amanda. Tell us how smart you are.”
I watched in anticipation as Amanda took a deep breath. “This isn’t about being smart or bragging! It’s about respect. Respect for other cultures, for the effort people put into learning, and for me as a person.”
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“Respect?” Andrew scoffed. “What about respecting me? Do you know how embarrassing it is when you start spouting off in some foreign language?”
“Embarrassing for whom?” Amanda shot back. “For you? Because you can’t understand it? Have you ever thought that maybe, just maybe, the problem isn’t with me speaking other languages but with your reaction to it?”
The restaurant had grown quiet as other diners watched the scene unfold. Andrew’s mother cleared her throat awkwardly. “Perhaps we should go somewhere else.”
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“I think that’s a good idea,” Amanda agreed and stood. “And I’ll be going home. Alone!” She turned to me. “Thank you for your kindness. Grazie mille. Danke schön. Muchas gracias!”
With that, she walked out and held her head high. I smiled and waited.
Andrew and his parents shuffled out soon after with their tails between their legs.
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The following Friday, I was surprised to see Amanda walk in alone. She looked different, somehow lighter, as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders.
“Table for one?” I asked.
She nodded, smiling. “Yes, please. And I’d love to chat if you have a moment.”
Once I’d seated her and taken her order, I pulled up a chair. “How are you doing?”
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“Better than I have in a long time,” Amanda admitted. “I broke up with Andrew the day after… well, you know.”
I nodded encouragingly. “That must have been tough.”
“It was, but it was also liberating. I realized I’d been living in fear of his judgment for so long. When I told him it was over, he couldn’t believe it.”
“What did he say?” I asked, curious.
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“He said, ‘You’re making a mistake, Amanda. Who’s going to put up with your show-off behavior?’ Can you believe that?” Amanda shook her head. “I told him, ‘Someone who appreciates intelligence and curiosity! Someone unlike you.’”
I grinned. “Good for you! How did that feel?”
“Terrifying and exhilarating all at once,” Amanda laughed. “But you know what? Your intervention made me realize how much I’d been diminishing myself to make him comfortable. I’d forgotten how much joy I found in languages, and in learning about different cultures. I’d let him convince me it was something to be ashamed of.”
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“I’m glad I could help,” I said. “No one should make you feel small for being passionate about something.”
Amanda’s eyes shone. “Absolutely. And you know what? I’ve decided to apply for a job as a translator. It’s something I’ve always wanted to do but never dared to pursue.”
“That’s fantastic!” I exclaimed. “Where are you applying?”
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“There’s an international non-profit organization that works with refugees. They need translators who can speak multiple languages fluently. It’s perfect for me.”
As we continued talking, switching between languages with ease, I marveled at the change in Amanda. She radiated confidence and enthusiasm, and just because I stepped in at last.
When it was time for me to get back to work, Amanda reached out and squeezed my hand. “Thank you again. For everything.”
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I squeezed back. “Anytime and good luck!”
Sometimes, all it takes is one small act of kindness to help someone find their self-confidence again. And in a world full of different languages and cultures, all voices deserve to be heard, loud and clear.
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Once One of the Most Handsome Men, This Hollywood Legend, 88, Lives Reclusively after a Stroke amid His Kids’ Bitter Feud
Following a stroke, a well-known Hollywood celebrity who was formerly regarded as one of the most attractive men leads a reclusive existence. His children had been at odds for a long time during his health scare.
This attractive French actor,88, who was once praised as one of the most beautiful men in the world, leads a very different life now that he is no longer in the limelight of Hollywood.
After sadly suffering a stroke in 2019, the “Flic Story” artist, who is aware of how “handsome” he is, lives a reclusive life at his house. This happened a few weeks following his honorary Palme d’Or acceptance in Cannes, France.
His mansion is situated behind a magnificent stone wall that stretches 2.4 miles (2.3 km) and is part of the expansive estate known as La Brûlerie. It is situated in the Loreit department of central France, close to the Douchy-Montcorbon commune, at a distance of 86.99 miles (140 km) southeast of Paris.
Sources claim that this is not just the actor’s house but also the location of his dream burial, next to a chapel on the grounds of a cemetery he constructed. More than thirty of his cherished hounds are laid to rest in this cemetery.
Despite having France as his home base, sources indicate that the reclusive divides his time between his Douchy home, his apartment in Geneva, and his workstation in Paris.
The French sensation has been handling a tense family matter in addition to choosing his final resting place. His three children are at conflict with one another.
Based on their father and his possessions, his two sons and daughter have engaged in public arguments, leveled allegations, and pursued legal actions. The public nature of their arguments has brought the actor’s kids a lot of media attention.
So much so that Christophe Ayela, their father’s attorney, has made an effort to mediate a ceasefire between them. “It must end, and everyone must become calm. That’s enough for now, reprimanded Christopher.
The fact that the “Purple Noon” actor, whose kids attest to this, is aware of their argument and has made it quite evident that he has a favorite child adds even more nuance to the family conflict.
He had earlier said, “I have a daughter who is the love of my life, maybe a little too much in comparison to the others.”
In 2008, he claimed, “I have said I love you to no other woman so often.” Observant viewers speculate that the father may see his sons as competitors, which could explain their tense relationship. This theory is supported by the father’s own remarks and other observations.
The actress’s kid has made public her intense affection for her father, much like her devoted father. She recently sent a heartfelt homage to him on Instagram, providing followers with an update on the actor’s health.
She wrote a touching note in French and included it with a photo of her father. That caption says, “Friday morning I took a picture of my dad,” in English. for myself. A remembrance of our times. Breakfast with him fills me with unending gratitude. A singularly lovely moment.
She continued by praising his looks, describing him as “handsome” and emphasizing his “vivid” and “fighting” attitude. “My personal eternal,” she penned.
“I showed the image to him. As his audience who is interested in him, I asked him if I may share it with you. Thus, it is here with his consent. “Don’t worry,” he responds to your concerns. #love,” the actor’s daughter said.
It’s none other than Alain Delon, the legendary French casanova about whom admirers have been worrying and who has been leading a secluded life. Many of Alain’s admirers responded to his daughter Anouchka Delon’s Instagram photo by leaving comments on the platform.
As always, he is stunning and gorgeous. Please remain by his side; he needs you more than anybody. I know you adore your father and are very protective of him, a fan exclaimed. Actor Gilles Marini, who is also French, said, “Remain near.brimming with affection. Nothing more is important.
Even though Anouchka and her brothers, Anthony and Alain-Fabien Delon, have not always agreed on everything, they both agree that their father’s financial and medical needs must be met.
According to a French news source earlier this month, Alain’s children banded together in March to demand that their father be put under a “reinforced curatorship.” Alain was previously placed under judicial protection for “medical monitoring” prior to this action.
According to the article, their request was granted as of April 4. This implies that a “curator” will be designated to supervise Alain’s finances and act, effectively, on his behalf with regard to matters pertaining to his possessions and, occasionally, his healthcare needs.
Nobody has confirmed the identity of this curator as of yet. It’s unclear if it will be Hiromi Rollin—who the news source called Alain’s “lady in waiting”—or one of his children.
What will happen to Alain’s business, Alain Delon International Diffusion SA, of which he is the President and Anouchka is the Vice President, is another concern. As the curatorship request has been approved, Alain will no longer be able to make decisions in that role.
Nevertheless, Alain is more concerned with the here and now than the minutiae. He revealed in a 2021 interview that he wanted to make one last picture, which he believes has the potential to be his best to date.
The “Borsalino” actor said, “In my life what I loved most was being Alain Delon, the actor Alain Delon,” to end the conversation.
“Observe Purple Noon and Rocco [And His Brothers]!Every woman was enamored with me. Alain described himself as an attractive performer in a prior statement. “From when I was 18 till when I was 50.”
Alain is said to have discovered his attraction to women in the 1950s when on a trip to Saint-Germain-des-Prés with a buddy. “I became aware that everybody was staring at me. Women started to inspire me. To them, I owe everything. Alain said, “They were the ones who motivated me to look better than everyone else.”
Alain made it his mission to “look better than anyone else,” going so far as to claim the title of “most seductive man in cinema” at the age of 25, and he was even compared to Brigitte Bardot in terms of appearance. One of the biggest “It” girls in the history of film, the French star is widely recognized.
Her famous roles in many silver-screen movies have earned her recognition and admiration. Playboy, a popular platform for showcasing stunning celebrities, had elevated the French blonde beauty to the top of the list of the 20th century’s most attractive female stars.
She is even regarded by certain media sources as the greatest “It” girl of all time. In addition to her attractive appearance, Brigitte is well-known for her pouffy lips. She ranked fourth on Playboy’s list of the sexiest female stars.
Her seductive confidence and alluring personality also earned her the title of most watched star in her native nation. In addition to her accomplishments as an actor and general entertainment, Brigitte has developed a strong reputation as an enthusiastic supporter of animal rights.
Regarding her private life, the well-liked celebrity, better known by her stage as BB, is a mother of one child and has been wed to Bernard d’Ormale for 31 years. Media sources claim that the pair married in secret in August 1992, inviting just a small number of friends to share in their big day.
Since then, the couple has been happily married. When Brigitte and Bernard got married for the first time, acquaintances of the “Contempt” singer informed a news outlet that the abrupt and covert marriage had made her happier than she had been in a long time.
It’s interesting to note that Brigitte’s friends weren’t sure she would get married again after her first spouse died. Nevertheless, the couple lived together in Brigitte’s opulent ten-bedroom mansion in Saint-Tropez after being married in a charming tiny wooden chapel in Norway.
Bernard has supported Brigitte ever since they first met, particularly during her health problems. Brigitte’s knight in shining armor promptly reassured the extremely alarmed audience that she was okay when French newspapers announced for the first time in 1992 that their adored celebrity had supposedly overdosed on sedatives while at home.
“Brigitte was overwhelmed with fatigue and took too much medication to go to sleep,” he clarified.After a few hours, she was fine and had not had her stomach pumped.”
Bernard’s claim that his wife was okay was further corroborated by a representative for the clinic where Brigitte was brought. Years after her sedative scare, Brigitte was confronted with yet another health issue.
Bernard attested to Brigitte’s breathing difficulties earlier this year. Fortunately, first responders came to her aid right away, gave her oxygen, and stayed with her to make sure everything was alright.
Bernard cited an intense heatwave that was sweeping through Europe at the time to support his explanation that his wife’s respiratory issues were age- and weather-related. It seems that their La Madrague home’s air conditioning system was not operating at its best.
Brigitte had assured the public that she was fine, but a news source had said that she had remained in the intensive care unit. But in a handwritten message, the “A Very Private Affair” star corrected the record, saying, “I want to reassure everyone.” I’m doing great right now. The disease that I contracted was a source of scandal for the press.
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