Category: Spanish

One Flood, Two Fishermen

Posted in farm, friends, girl friends, Iowa State University, memoir, Nebraska, one-night stand, relationships, Spanish, Study abroad, summer camp, travel, Venezuela, worstLeave a comment

Kristy and I met at Iowa State University. We had been around the world together, at least to Venezuela where we did our student teaching, plus Ecuador, Peru and Colombia. Then we were roommates in the middle of nowhere, Nebraska. As the story goes, I applied for the third grade teaching job, the principal interviewed… Continue reading One Flood, Two Fishermen

Too Tired to Boogie

Posted in dancing, firsts, girl friends, high school, humor, memoir, Nebraska, relationships, Spanish, teaching, worstLeave a comment

The band room was a freezer. “Vamos a sentarnos en el pasillo, clase.” “What?” “We’ll sit in the hallway today.” It was zero degrees outside. The school district wanted a Spanish class but had no classroom for me. I’d complained a zillion times – when the band teacher held private tuba lessons in his office,… Continue reading Too Tired to Boogie