How I Learned My Name

Luckily, Rebecca is easy to pronounce in Spanish. In Chile during introductions, people often would say, “but that’s a Spanish name.” Although Rebeca is common in Spain and Latin America, I was named after my mom’s sister. My aunt mostly goes by Becky. I don’t, despite what teachers would inevitably call me the first day … Continue reading How I Learned My Name

Love Note to Chilean Food

The day we landed in Santiago, Chile, Evan and I went out to lunch. I was confident I’d order food proficiently, after studying Spanish for years. The café's chalkboard menu  listed sanguiches, ensaladas, and jugos naturales. I translated these three easily for Evan, sandwiches, salads and fresh juices. Then came two words that stumped me. … Continue reading Love Note to Chilean Food

Joke’s On Me

Learning to converse in another language keeps me humble. Beginning with English, as a child I made up funny words. I’d call the small blue round Midwestern fruit, bluebodies. My father’s bluebody pancakes were and still are a family favorite. In first year high school Spanish, I wanted to say, “I’m embarrassed” Tengo vergüenza. Instead … Continue reading Joke’s On Me