Recently, we took grand daughter katlyn with us to the peach farm in SC. She is 10 years old. Just as we got out of the van, here comes a little mexican boy that was working there, all smiles, getting up in her face speaking all in spanish. He was her size, but I'm sure older. He was probably hoping she could understand spanish. The look on her face showed a state of total shock, with mouth wide open and her big eyes blared, she said," I DON'T KNOW A WORD YOU ARE SAYING'. He grabbed a big peach and cut it in half for her, then grabbed a big pear and gave her some of it. As we started to leave, I told her to wave, she suprised me by doing just that. I think she made his day. I told her on way home that mexicans really did go for blonds and I'm glad he didn't know where we lived. We had some laughs about it on way home.-
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it!
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