Under the Palapa “The rigours of Spanish”
Unkind people are always asking me why I am not yet bilingual, and it hurts. My French teacher at boarding school when I was a boy would sigh and call me an amiable half-wit after listening to my translation of a few lines of Victor Hugo. It has been clear from the start that English … Continue reading Under the Palapa “The rigours of Spanish”
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