My English teaching experience has grown tandem to learning Spanish. The frustration of expression in a second language surges with one part of my life, the other explores deeper into my first. And man, it has opened my eyes to one fact: I am not good at English. To describe something beautifully isn’t a thing …
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The Other Me
The only reason I am not Jake Duran today – my abuela. Abuela has the youth of a college freshman and the patience of a Saint. But dear lord, she can not make a ‘J’ sound to save her life. My parents came to her with their unborn son’s new name. Beaming and waving at …
A Fresh Sip 