Boyfriends, yuck!

The little girls at the school kept asking me if I had a boyfriend back in the States, to which I responded (to everyone's amusement), "eeew, gross! Why would I want a boyfriend?"

The wee tots proceeded to list the advantages, among them the fact that we could combine our food stamps.

"Why would I want to share with a stinky boy? Amigos are fine, but novios, yuck!"

At this point, Vanny, the youngest teacher, asked me in English (she's studying it in school) why I was telling them these things.

"Because the last thing these little girls need is to think they need a boyfriend from *this* neighborhood."

betholindo at 12:48 p.m.

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