Little Misunderstand

This is a story when I was in Ho Chi Minh city. At that time I was fifteen years old. In a beautiful day, while I went around the city, two tourists ran into me and ask for help, for they were lost. Unfortunately, I did not know much about the streets in the city, but they just wanted to go back to their hotel. In my mind at that time, I just wanted to say that ” I don’t understand English”, but looking for the hotel is quite easy. I borrowed their phone to use the map and asked them to spell the hotel’s name, so the problem started here. At that time, I even confused the pronunciation of alphabet between Vietnamese and English, when I heard they pronounce “e”, I pressed “i”. Consequently, The map showed the result, and the distance is 3 kilometers. I did not know why I did not do double check with them, so we started the journey. In the middle of journey, I remembered the pronounce and asked them again, and I was really embarrassed. Also I told them the fact, but they were not upset. Eventually, I searched the location again, luckily, the location was also near our place which just took 4 or 5 minutes. Finally, we arrived the right place, and I felt really happy like I see the sunlight shine my life. I said goodbye to them, and they said thank you however I did not dare to receive them. After that, I went back to my apartment, and during the way back I gradually realized where I got those braveness to be their tour-guide.