Not now, Mom — I’m saving the world!
(Photo by whatdoesthefawkessay.)
Not now, Mom — I’m saving the world!
(Photo by whatdoesthefawkessay.)
“Mom, I wanna be Batman!” “¿Que, mijo?”
(PNS reporting from EAST LOS) Paola Lopez’ dreams were shattered and her heart was broken Friday after she prepared sopa de fideo for her boyfriend, Sunny Vargas.
“I just thought it would be nice to make him a quick snack before we went out,” the 28-year-old woman tearfully recounted to PNS. “Then all of a sudden he got all mad and left me. He broke up with me in a text that night.”
The tragedy began Tuesday when Vargas, a sales representative for a Pico Rivera power tools importer and distributor, told Lopez that one of his favorite dishes (and thus a requirement to be considered “wife material”) was sopa de fideo, like his mom Victoria makes.
The shocking conclusion came Friday evening.
Mas…Woman is told ‘Cup O Noodles is not fideo,’ then gets dumped
(PNS reporting from EAST LOS) Mario Villarreal isn’t considered a misogynist by most of his friends — he even has female friends — but everything changes once he crosses the threshold of his mother’s home here.
“All of a sudden, he’s struck with a sudden case of mamitis, which in turn causes his machismo to come out,” said Monica García, who is Villarreal’s friend outside of the confines of his mom’s.
“He’s pretty down most of the time, he came out to Take Back the Night and the Chicana Women’s Forum we held last month,” the UCLA junior said. “But when I went home to his mom’s house he was all, like, telling her what to do while sitting on the couch when clearly she was tired. What a jerk!”
She’s so cute, my old country Mexican mom, says Rick Izquieta, but she wants to get on “Feisbuk.” No way, Jose!
Mexican mom says enough already with the Harlem Shake!
Felicidades to new mom Shakira! No more McDonald’s drive-thru window for you! (Video by Roberta Valderrama.)
MORE ROBERTA VALDERRAMA:
As a small girl, I refused to speak Spanish with my mother.
She was born in Sonora, MX and grew up speaking nothing but Spanish so this must have frustrated her. Now, I think, wouldn’t it have been easier to just learn the language while I was small?
Thankfully, I finally realized the value of being bilingual in my teen years and made a commitment to become fluent in Spanish during high school.
I watched only Spanish TV and every summer my mom would drop me off in Hermosillo to be immersed in the culture and spend time with my cousins. It was a lot of fun, and it worked.
Now that I am a mom, I think I might have figured out why I refused my mother’s native language for so long. Just the other day, my daughter acted out in public over the absence of her sippy cup and the first words that came flowing out of my mouth were, “Mi hijita, no me grites. Espérate por favor.”
The situation caught my attention when everyone around us stopped what they were doing and looked at us, confused. That’s when I realized I raise my daughter in English but I discipline her in Spanish.
Mas…Why do I discipline my daughter – and dance – in Español?