Campbell goes to Spanish on Thursdays while she is at school. They have learned their colors, how to count, some basic words. She does pretty well repeating what she learns and seems to have picked up most of what they have taught her. Mostly she uses the counting. We do, after all, live in Frisco. It is like about the whitest city in all of north Texas. The one set of friends that we have who are Hispanic may be from the valley, but they graduated from A&M a few years after I did and they speak only a little more Spanish than I do and he is a petroleum engineer.
Campbell went through a phase about a year ago where she would only count in Spanish and I would have moms look and me and say that is so great! (Like I taught her - I never confessed that she learned it all from my friend Dora the Explorer). She outgrew that and now she counts in English, so when I heard her practicing her Spanish counting to twenty, I counted along with her. We got to ten fine and she started once, doce, trece, catorce (it sounded a little funny, but I did not correct her), taco and then I stopped her. I am pretty sure that taco is not 15 in Spanish! She is learning something though!
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