When I was a kid, my dad decided I was going to learn Spanish and so he bought the Muzzy tapes and I’d watch them and learn words like “naranja” and “manzana” from that sweet little (big) bear. Somewhere around that time, my dad, in an attempt to really integrate Spanish into our lives wholly, reprogrammed the TV so that everything would be in Spanish. For years, anytime we pressed the Mute button on the remote control, the word “Silencio” would pop up on the TV screen.
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There was a guy who used to walk around the streets of Bakersfield in, no matter the weather, a long black trench coat and combat boots. He walked everywhere and we’d pass him all the time, and then one day he was walking with a lady, she herself dressed in a black trench and combat boots. I like to think Mr. and Mrs. Trench are still enjoying each others’ company *on the streets of Bakersfield.
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When I was in elementary school, I had to write my life story for a homework assignment and when I gave it to my parents to proof-read, they laughed out loud because I’d written that on the day I was born, I made a very “exiting” arrival. It’s true, they told me, you did in fact, make an EXIT, but I think the word you’re looking for is “exciting.” More than 20 years later and I still have trouble spelling “exciting” correctly on the first try.
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*Anyone?
*Mean streets of Bakersfield. Buck and Dwight.
The guy still walks. In the trench. Everywhere. Everyday. Haven’t seen a lady trench in a long time.
Dad found the Muzzy tapes and they are coming to you!
xoxoxo
Your dad and the Espanol-kills me every time