In the halls of New Braunfels High School, in the parking lots of the same, the cafeteria or actually anywhere on school grounds when I was attending in the late 70’s, Spanish was prohibited. I think the first time I was dragged into the Principal’s office for the violation of “Speaking Spanish”, it was because I had called my food by its name, out loud and to a friend who from across the table was asking me what I had brought for lunch. The cafeteria was a rather loud place, so when I responded to him that my mother had packed “tacos” for me, it was with enough force to ensure that he co
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