...with my one (Tibetan) coworker who was born in Nepal:
1) She sees my new haircut and says it's nice, and then she says that hair is like a frame for the face, just like you put a picture in a nice frame and it looks better, the same thing goes with your face and the hair that sits around it.
And, she gestured around her face very decisively, as she said the word "frame."
2) In our resthome office, she sits at the staff table that's in there and she folds up a number of small paper boxes out of stray sheets of paper, that are like the size of packs of playing cards and that have very thin lips that extend up just like a centimeter or two from the table.
"If you're eating chicken, you can put the bones in here, if you make boxes like this," she was like, and she handed me one of the boxes.
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