De Nada (That's think nothing of it" In Spanish)

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In Catalina's House

Flag of Costa Rica  , San José,
Tuesday, September 1, 2009

When I returned home from my adventure, Catalina was sitting on the porch with her friend from across the street…Juan Rafael. I wanted to stay and talk to them, but he talks so fast that I NEVER catch anything that he says. He is funny though. Maybe he isn't. I don’t know. All I know is that is seems like when someone speaks a different language that they always have more to laugh at when I do not understand. He and Catalina were yucking it up. Her laughter is like a little bitty bird. I love it. Later at the dinner table she told me that he is gay. She said gay in English.

Ummm…but Catalina you do not speak English…remember.

She said that long ago he had a wife and she went to live in an apartment on a hill and now he is gay. Ummm…I think that’s the story. Some of the words I did not quite get. I did wonder how people responded to him here. In Latin countries with all I know about the Machismo I wondered if he ever had difficulty. She said no. He gets respect because he gives it. Everyone enjoys and respects him. Why can’t everywhere be that civil and open-minded?

Well, I think that I have established that I love Catalina. I mean LOVE Catalina. I swear she is made of sugar. When I was in my room I heard the voices of two men. Of course I had no idea what they were saying but I caught some words here and there. I stayed in my room because I always get embarrassed when I do not understand visitors but I paid attention with my senses. I heard and smelled meat cooking.

I thought nothing of it. Catalina cooks dinner every day while I do my homework. I heard her offer the men coffee.

 I thought nothing of it because it was the afternoon/evening and she always has coffee then. I heard her cutting bread.

I thought nothing of it because she has bread with her coffee and she always offers me some with my tea. I heard them laughing and talking freely.

I thought nothing of it because it is the neighborhood and that is what people here do. At dinner I asked Catalina about her friends. She told me that they were some men that she had known for many years. They help around the neighborhood with the gardens and odd jobs and they do not have a lot of money. They came by and asked if she had any coffee. She said she could tell that they were hungry so she gave them the coffee and made them dinner.  

I thought everything of that.
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