Mistaken for a Salvadoran

This morning, as I was on my way to the Casona (it means Big House), I stopped at a gas station to grab something to drink and eat. The Casona is the location where we have the Discipleship office. So I was in line paying for a coffee and breakfast sandwich when a business man behind me says, "Excuse me, would you like to learn English?" Now this conversation was in Spanish but I feel no need to write it out in Spanish and English. I was caught a little off guard and I said, "Excuse me?" He repeated the question. So I told him, "Well, I do speak English." With a shocked face he exclaimed, "Oh, wow! You are bilingual." I said, "More or less." He proceeds to ask me what my first language is and I told him English. I told the man I speak English and a little Spanish. Then he turns to the guy with him and says, "Oh, she is an American." How this was such a shock I will never know but I thought it was funny. The whole reason he was asking me if I wanted to learn English was because he worked for some company that helped people learn English and it appeared they are trying to recruit people for classes.

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