I had an interesting experience yesterday and it got me thinking… I took the boys to a McDonald’s with one of those “play place” areas with tubes and slides to play in. Well, as always seems to be the way, as soon as we got our food and were ready to eat, Johnny had to go to the bathroom. I didn’t want someone to haul off our tray and throw out the food we had just paid for so I sought out one of the employees to let him know that we would be right back.
He looked at me uncomfortably and started gesturing to another employee. I decided that he probably spoke only Spanish so I started talking to him in Spanish, but he kept gesturing to the young woman behind the counter. I finally asked, “No habla español?” He said “No.” “No español.” And he proceeded to ask the woman he had been pointing to to translate for us. I told her what I wanted to communicate. Then she translated it into Spanish for him!
