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Se pierde en traducción – Lost in Translation

Se pierde en traducción – Lost in Translation

Luis, feeling the pinch of getting the new website up and running while balancing classes and filming and editing our lastest videos:  ”I am having sympathy Fire Balls.” “Huh? You are having what?”  Joan tends to be rather literal at times.  ”Fire balls?  What’s a Fire Ball?” “You know honey, that thing you get that [...]

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Cuando el romanticismo se encuentre con la realidad – When Romanticism Hits the Road

Cuando el romanticismo se encuentre con la realidad – When Romanticism Hits the Road

“I have this great idea.” Luis groans but the right corner of his mouth quivers slightly upward which crinkles the corresponding eye and so though he’s wanting to communicate sternness … my ideas typically mean work for him … the quiver and the crinkle betray the fact that he loves my ideas despite the pain [...]

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There You Go – Danke Schoen – No, por favor

There You Go – Danke Schoen – No, por favor

It was all around me … I mean ALL around me … the banners and flags, the body paint, the colors, the vuvuzela, the snare drum, the battle cries, the charged and excited chatter ….. but it wasn´t until I excused myself to the ladies room that the true beauty of it all was revealed. [...]

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Yo recuerdo cuando me asustó … – I Remember When it Scared Me …

I remember when it scared me to find myself in a group of Spanish speakers.  The people speaking looked nice enough, non-threatening enough, for the most part they were even shorter than me which gave me that unusual feeling of physical advantage …. should I need it … but I remember how unsettled I felt [...]

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Subjunctive Land and Other Marital Muddles

Luis and I are in the throws (visualize tandem seizures) of teaching the Subjunctive tense in our Free Video Classes right now … and man! … it’s been an interesting process. Not to belabor a point that those of you viewing our videos already have heard me say about a half a million times, but as English [...]

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Yo no lo sé, no estaba conduciendo – I Don´t Know, I Wasn´t Driving

Yo no lo sé, no estaba conduciendo – I Don´t Know, I Wasn´t Driving

Luis and I find inspiration for teaching Spanish in the most mundane of situations.  Take for instance another moment during our recent visit to TN.  This was our second visit to see my parents since they’d moved there about 3 years ago.  The first time we flew and my dad did all the driving once [...]

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Eso era con un “B” o con “V”?  – That Was With a “B” or With a “V”?

Eso era con un “B” o con “V”? – That Was With a “B” or With a “V”?

Perhaps it was the fact that it was 11 30 PM and that we’d been driving for 11 hours straight.  Perhaps it was that and the roads were unfamiliar and beginning to wind their way through the Appalachians or worse, that one of the headlights had burned out at some point since our last stop for [...]

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Hay más de lo que parece a primera vista – There is More than Meets the Eye

Following is a comment left on our online magazine La Casa Rojas from a student of our Free Spanish Video Classes Online – “I want to learn Spanish because I love people and I love different cultures. Growing up in Denver where Spanish was common, I thought I would be different and learn French. I [...]

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Mito número: un millión – Myth Number One Million

Mito número: un millión – Myth Number One Million

As I dig deeper into improving my Spanish language skills, I find myself crashing headlong into one myth after another. I was ‘pitched’ and enthusiastically bought about a zillion bills of goods at the beginning of this journey One of the biggies was that Spanish is easy.  I can’t tell you how many people I’ve [...]

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La curación depende en el trastorno, aka; perspectiva  – The Cure Depends on the Ill, aka; Perspective

La curación depende en el trastorno, aka; perspectiva – The Cure Depends on the Ill, aka; Perspective

I went out to the reception area and greeted them; mom, step-dad and their 17 year old son.  I shook each hand in turn, Christopher’s (not his real name), last.  He looked away from me, first one way and then the other, much as if he were about 2 years old and trying to make [...]

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