Mostly True Memoirs

Awkward

My beginning online English student told me,

in broken English,

that he had recently visited the United States.

He visited San Diego.

And he took the opportunity to cross the border and visit Tijuana.

I asked him what he thought of Tijuana.

He paused for a moment, searching for the right word.

“Prostitutes.”

Oh.

But of course.

And I quickly changed the subject.

Standard