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I have a funny story about thinking you know a little Mexican and getting it wrong!
I took three years of Spanish in high school, and the first time I went to Mexico I was anxious to practice it on someone other than my teacher. I walked up to a cute little Mexican boy, he looked like he was about ten years old. I knelt down in front of him and in my best Spanish I said "Hello, little boy, what is your name?".
He stared at me with a funny look on his face...just staring...
I got back to my room and flipped through the Spanish/English dictionary to see if maybe I got a word wrong. It turns out what I actually said to the boy was "Hello, little boy...what is my name?" No wonder I got the blank stare. He was probably thinking....lady, I have no idea!!
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