Yesterday I burned my leg on a muffler of a motorcycle. I was walking up to my center and Juan Ramon pulled over to ask if I wanted a bola, or free ride up into town. To save me from the heat of the sun, I quickly said yes and excitedly jumped on the back of his motorcycle, accidently skimming my leg on the scoarching hot muffler in the process.
The now egg shaped burn is on my inner calf and is a deep purple and black color with some blistering. I showed Francia last night what I did to myself, and after she stared at my leg for a second or two she finally said, "Well now you are a real Dominican, because todo el mundo, or everyone, has a burn from a motorcycle."
I stood up a little straighter after she said that, and agreed at least now, with the burn, I could always prove I really did live in the Dominican Republic.
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