Spanish.

"I can't understand what anyone is saying," D. said at our first break.? We spent the weekend at a Spanish Intensive - all day Saturday and all day Sunday, we learned, spoke, wrote Spanish.

"Why do you think that is? You're Spanish is really good."
"I can understand Bill...," he says, "and Robert, but I can't understand anyone else.? I can't understand the other teachers either."

"You understand the male teacher and the other male student.? But you don't understand the women?" I ask.

"I guess so," he says.

"How is that different from any other time?" I ask.

He turns to me, his eyes squinting at the logic, and nods.

"It's not."

I laughed.

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