I’m answering work emails with the television playing in the background. Suddenly, I feel an inexplicable surge of happiness. I look for what is causing it and realize that somebody started speaking Spanish on the TV.
Nobody will convince me that my Jewish ancestors were not expelled from Spain in 1492.
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I have no Jewish or Arab ancestors to have gotten kicked out of Spain (that I know of), but certain aspects of Spanish language and culture and art seem to zap right into the empathy zone in my brain.
For some odd reason the sound Israeli Hebrew also gooses the happy zone in my head.
If you could stretch your mind to believe in reincarnation then in past lives I was probably a (very) minor artistocrat or intellectual in 19th century Spain (give or take a few decades) and/or an early Israeli settler or wannabe – and probably illiterate since the Hebrew alphabet defeated me more than once in my attempts to learn it – too many letters look too much alike and the handwrighting is even worse evoking something like despair….
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FYI: http://boingboing.net/2013/10/20/dsmv-reviewed-as-a-work-of-dys.html
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Heh, I just came here to link to that.
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