Okay I don't own american girl and if I did i probaby would have won it in a card bet, since I only have 35 buck in my wallet. With that kind of cash I can't own a doll I believe. My spanish should be right, I'm in a year long spanish class and I passed a semester once already.
Josefina teaches Patrick some spanish. Set 3 years after Josefina Saves the Day.
"Hola Josefina," pronounced Patrick to her as they passed by in the hall. Josefina was thinking about what she was going to do today, and nearly missing saying something to him. She was in her favorite outfit: the calf lengh blue skirt and loose peasent blouse.
"Hola Patrick como esta's?" she asked him not realizing she was speaking in Spanish to the americano. He looked puzzled a bit but smiled her all the same.
"How are you?" he asked repeating what she just said in English. She took a notice that his spanish pronunciation was getting better.
"Bein fine Patrick. Y tu?" He looked at her blankly once again. She laughed a bit to herself she had been using spanish words with out even realizing it myself.
"I just asked 'and you' in spanish," she thought for a minute and decided to speak once more.
"Well I- Do you-" both spoke at the same time. They looked at each other and smiled. Josefina started to giggle at the fact that they both spoke at the same time. She never laughed this easy, it was something about Patrick that made her this way. Soon after her giggle Patrick started to laugh with her. It took a good 5 minutes for both of them to calm down.
"What I was going to say is that I'd better be going. I don't want to miss breakfast. Would you care to walk with me? I assume we're going to the same place." Smiling at her again he aoffered her his arm for her to take.
"Si," and took his arm.
"Now that I understand. So what were you going to ask?" he asked wondering.
"Well I'm not doing much today and I was wondering what you were doing today," she asked hoping that he was interesed in doing something with her. What made her think these feelings? She was only 13 years old and he was 18, he must have had suitors before. She even has suitors, like Migual in the next village.
"Well until noon I'm doing nothing then I'm going to Santa Fe."
"That sounds like fun," she said weakly not knowing what is going to happen next.
"Well Josefina, I can see where you can help me today. I'm going to have to know some more spanish words for my trip, would you mind teaching me?"
"Sure I'd be glad to help." She was glad to help him and time to sort out her feelings.
"Well you can start as we walk to breakfast."
"Okay yo soy is I am, so when I say Yo soy Josefina, I'm saying 'I'm Josefina. When I say tu eres, I'm saying you are. Tu eres Patrick, is You are Patrick."
"So when I say, Tu eres Josefina, I'm saying you are Josefina." She nodded her head he was a fast learner. He did understand most of what she was saying at least.
"Buenas dias is good morning, and Buenas is spanish for good." He was quiet for a while she was talking.
"How do you say, I like you. After all I do like this girl," he asked. She blinked and felt her heart drop. So he did like some one. There went her chance with him. Maybe Migual deserves an answer.
"Its me gustas." He smiled and nodded at her.
"Then me gustas Josefina Montoya." He leaned in and kissed her on the cheek right before they turned into the dining room. Her father smiled when he saw both of them together and Clara was staring at her.
