Well, today was my second to last day of class, so the teachers decided to give me a fairly condescending going away present. Check it out:
Yes, it is an illustrated history of Spain for little children. Just how stupid do these women think I am? Not to sound like a jackass, but they must have me confused with their students who think that London is the country where estadounidenses come from. I wish they realized that over five years of Spanish grammar, conversation, film, poetry, literature, history, and culture, I learned a little more than how to say, “I have breakfast at half past seven.”
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