A story about speaking Spanish:
Everyone knows green grapes are better than brown grapes, even white girls who shop in the open-air market in Bolivia. I asked for a bunch of grapes, and the woman filled my bag with a few plump, green ones, but mostly brown, mushy ones. My friend Jenna looked at me and whispered ¨can you believe what she´s doing?¨
I refused to be mistaken for an oblivious English-speaker, so I confidently (and politely) asked her in Spanish to replace the brown ones with the green ones. She consented. I thanked her. We went on our way and enjoyed green grapes.