A busy day of work and parenting, somehow fitting in XBox skating with the boy and measurable progress on the Vargas Llosa book I’m reading (translated into English), but practicing my Spanish has been one of the highlights of my week so far.
I’ve explained hundreds of times, en Español: Soy de Miami, y cuando era joven, estudié Español por muchos años en escuela. Despues, estaba viviendo en Nueva York, y estaba hablando Español con mis vecinos Puertorriqueños y los camioneros Mexicanos a mi trabajo.
(I can go on, often mentioning my wife’s family, or where I practiced Spanish when we lived in Santa Cruz, or Albuquerque, or somewhere else along the way.)
These days I explain that I don’t know much business Spanish, but puedo hablar de comida o familia sin problema, context is everything. And probably repetition.
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