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“Why don’t you speak Spanish? You’re Mexican aren’t you?”



All my life I have always heard the same thing day in and day out. “Why don’t you speak Spanish? You’re Mexican aren’t you?”. I then have to attempt to explain myself which offend ends in an “I don’t know?”.
Living in San Diego hasn’t made it that much easier either. Given almost 30% of San Diego is Latino, everywhere I go and everywhere I turn there is someone who is trying to communicate with me in Spanish. I’m nice and I don’t like to interrupt people but when they start talking 100 miles per hours I have no choice but to interfere and speak the only couple words I know which are “no hablo espanol”. After that awkward and most likely offensive interruption we both blankly stare at each other for a few very awkward seconds till we come up with a solution to the communication dilemma, so I turn to google translate. I even have it downloaded on my phone for the emergency situations!

Ashley speaks fluent Spanish as well as the rest of her side of the family, and a few on my side. (I feel like there are more family members on my side that speak it, that I just haven’t had the opportunitiy to hear) So there is absolutely no doubt in my mind that Camila will one day speak Spanish.

Sometimes its hard when I go out somewhere and Ashley starts conversations with someone who speaks Spanish. That leaves me in the middle trying to decipher one word at a time and piece together a puzzle in a language that I don’t know. I don’t really care about being left outside a conversation until it slowly regress’s back into my native English language. But then that flipped the switch and the magic light bulb in my head went off and got me thinking.

“What if when Camila starts talking she learns Spanish before me?! Or worse, what if she starts talking smack behind my back?”

I’ve always wanted to learn Spanish and have that extra language under my belt just in case I need to fend off a couple of bandidos, or just order some tacos across the border. But I have a little bit more determination now that I don’t want to look like a fool in front of my daughter.

Desperate to learn Spanish withmy daughter growing up faster than anticipated, (Time really does fly by) I don’t know where to start. Throughout my high school career I skimmed my way through Spanish with the amazing technology we call a cellphone, and internet, so none of that information I was supposed to have learned really stuck.

If only we could just download a language program into our brain and instantly be fluent. That would be cool but that’s not my reality. So if you have any suggested tips/tricks on learning Spanish leave a comment and let me know.

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