Sitting under a tree on the lawn, we played loteria this afternoon until most of us knew almost the entire deck of words. As we were enjoying the cool grass, I pulled out my camera to take a picture of a man riding a burro down the street. I whipped it out again as I saw a man with a carriage and another man in the back holding down the load.
One of the students inquired, “Why are you taking a picture of that? Are you interested in the man or the animal?” I thought he was kidding. I said: “The animal.” He asked, “Why?” I explained that you wouldn’t see a burro or a wagon or a tractor, for that matter, in Oaxaca City or in Sacramento. He could hardly believe it.
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