When I was a kid in Queens, I lived in a neighborhood where so many of the families I knew were either Italian or Hispanic, and constantly speaking those languages.
Eventually I took three years of Spanish in high school, and two years of Italian in college. Lately I’ve been trying quite conscientiously to learn as much Italian and Spanish as possible.
There’s even a technical term, believe it or not, for someone like me. Because I have a significant past track record of having already been exposed to those languages, I’m considered a false beginner.
I’m always keeping my eyes and ears peeled for the Italian and Spanish translation of everything. It’s so interesting.
your poem / prose must contain this week’s word. The word does not have to count towards the exact word count total – it can be in the title, or the first letters of the lines of a poem can spell it out – you can be as creative as you want as long as it’s there somewhere.
the length of your poem / prose must match the number of words stated in this week’s challenge. No more. No less. Welcome back to this weekend’s WEEKEND WRITING PROMPT #111
with our friend Sammi Cox.