Redskins

So, Marc and I went to intercambio this morning and during my Español lesson he explained how I sound while speaking Spanish. “You’ve seen old Western movies, right?” “You know when the redskins talk like me bird, you man (while he’s holding his hand behind his head to make feathers out of his fingers).” I’m like looking around to make sure no one heard him and was like REDSKINS are you serious. I have to then explain that people prefer to be called American Indians not called the color of their skin! Marc’s always good for a laugh! He also had a few when he was reading the compositions that I wrote about my birthday and about Greendale. The first composition was about what there is to do in Greendale and of course I added that it was necessary to visit PNS. Marc thought that was funny. The next comp was about my birthday and I wrote the whole thing in the wrong tense! Duh my Spanish sucks! I had to add the part about everyone who is visiting me from America is going to bring me gifts and Marc about peed himself! Hopefully one day I’ll learn to speak Spanish, but at the rate I’m going it’ll be like in 10 years!