In ’96 he went on a trip with an Irishman to Nizhnevartovsk. His speech was peculiar. And I learned from the first day that I only understand him when I look him in the face.

For example, he stands at the laboratory table, processes the sample, talks to me. Suddenly something turns aside and I stop understanding it, entirely. As if the sound was turned off.

I bypass it so that to see it "in the phase" - understanding returns.

I’ve been around it all week. :)

I came to Moscow, the whole office is looking at me with an undisclosed interest, like "well how? ? to ? “ Then they split up, they told: before me a girl with a philological education (Romanian-German faculty, English specialization) worked as a translator, went on a business trip with this Irishman, came in hysteria: "I have a red diploma, but I do not love it! "

I can’t read on my lips, neither in my native language nor in a foreign language.