ja ja..I was in the almuerzo of my friends Mom cumpleaños today, and noticed both of his sisters , in early 40s or late 30s were taking things off each others plates..
I realize Spanish as a language is 'different', but so is my mind, my way of taking things too literally. Ask me: "Hey Rob--how ya feeling today?"-- I might reply: "With my hands"
That's probably why once I get beyond basic mental Math, which I'm actually quite good at, and into X's and Y's, into unknown quotients, fancy fractions and decimals, it's like my brain fell off a cliff. I'd probably make an awful lawyer too--the best ones see outside the immediate realm of possibilities and often have high Math apptitudes.
Figuring Elex's native ( 1st) language is English, or something similar, (hard to tell sometimes)when he said he "was in" the lunch, I thought it made him sound like an ingredient or worse.
But hey, I remember when we took a Jewish kid who never really was made to follow any religion growing up, to a Catholic mass.
It didn't come off too well...
Coming in, he saw a realistic looking figure as the main focus of the room, prominent, up high and center, of a painfully thin man, almost nude, looking very pained, with nails attaching him to a cross, thorns all around his forehead.
Then we got to the point where accepting that we were eating as the 'Body of Christ' as a sacrament, (communion wafer) as well as drinking his blood ( "this my blood--the everlasting...") commenced.
Anyways, he was about freaking out, really not knowing quite what to think about the whole gathering.
Probably didn't help that as we left, I told him that many 'believers' blamed the Jews for what happened to the guy up on the cross.
I certainly wasn't looking to 'convert' the guy, but I sometimes wonder if he ever embraced any religion after that day...