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A conversation from my final class in Russia:

“What do you call fishing in the ice?”

Meghan:  “Ice fishing.”

“No!  You don’t know ice.  It’s winter:  snow snow snow, ice ice ice.  Many many holes with many many fishermen.  Penguin.  No, it’s man.  Fish man.  Many fisherman call penguin, and there are very good fish.  What’s the name of the hole in the ice?”

Meghan:  “Hole in the ice.”