Tuesday, June 4, 2013


Anyone who remembers when my sister tattled on my cousins for talking about "S-I-X" may appreciate this story.

My project partner kept asking me if he was saying "sex" correctly. I was confused. Then he pointed to the number on the book. The more he said it the more it sounded like "sex". I told him you can't say that as a number. I made a long drawn out "i" sound... it didn't do any good. Finally, I looked up the word sex in my dictionary and showed him the Spanish translation. Needless to say, we had a good laugh this afternoon.

Also, it got me to thinking, "Gabby. Maybe we did speak Spanish as children like all of those people used to claim."

Sometimes, life picks up and humor takes over.

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