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DEAR DJ... I moved to the U.S. when I was 24. That was 7
years ago. My daughter at the time was 5. When we came here
she did not speak English at all. When she started school
the teachers had to talk to her in signs. About 3 months
later she started to speak English. About 6 months later I
married a "gringo". Guess what? She forgot to speak Spanish
since I had to speak English in the house because my now
ex-husband didn't speak Spanish. What do you think I should
do to teach her. Every time I try she gets so frustrated. I
just think there's got to be a way and I don't know if I
have the patience. ---Big Bubbles PR
 Dear
Bubbles... She didn't forget Spanish (not completely)...
It's there in the back of her mind... She's not into it
because her whole environment is in English. Pretty soon
she'll start snapping her fingers on her face and say: “Wassuuup?”....
Then it will be almost useless to try to instill Spanish
into her, since none of her “homies” will be speaking
it.
Start speaking Spanish to her now!!! The translate it if
she didn't get it. Use reverse psychology... use Spanish
to "talk about her" to your hubby (even if he says:
”Huh?”). Listen to PR music in Spanish. Watch the news
and other shows in the Spanish channel... MAKE THAT a
PART of YOUR LIFE... Be serious about it. She'll get the
message.
Pa' encima... pues!!
A la orden,
Don Jíbaro
Hi Don Jibaro
I just wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed your story
about Tio Genaro. What an amazing man he was. I had tears in
my eyes by the time I finished reading the story. You see my Abuelo Manolo who is 107 years young also is blind due to
Glaucoma. He became blind in his nineties and
 up until then
he attended his finca which had a bull and some chickens.
I loved to work and once he became blind fused that he would
still be working if it weren't for his blindness. His memory
is no longer what it used to be and his mind wanders very
quickly but when I went to see him this summer he sang songs
from his era and held on to me tight not wanting to let me
go. Abuelo is a New Year's Baby so he will turn 108 on
January 1, 2010. After reading about your Tio, I absolutely
had to share my Abuelo with you.
You have become a friend with all of your stories and
information. I feel as if I have known you for a life time.
May you and your family have a wonderful Christmas and may
the New Year bring much joy and happiness but most of all
good health.
Feliz Navidad
Myrna M. Salgado
Chicago, IL
PS. Put your fan on facing Chicago and send us some of your
California heat, it's getting cold over here!
DJ: Oye! WOW what a remarkable impact...
You have blessed me GRANDLY.!!!! Speechless!
Your abuelo 108? Super! I hope he makes it to 110! He's
with the Lord, girlfriend. Sing him some hymns. Tell him
I love him and will celebrate his birthday on 1/1/2010
Don Jibaro
http://jibaros.com
"What a man desires is unfailing love." Proverbs 19:22a
Mr. Jíbaro,
"As I read your testimonial, I thought it was so sad, and
yet so sweet, the way God puts forgiveness in our hearts...
Only our celestial papi could let bygones be bygones... We
died with him in the cross and we resurrected in our minds
and bodies, along with him... Because Christ died and lived
again we inherited his mind: un espíritu de amor, de poder y
de dominio propio. I declare you blessed with such all
encompassing blessing. Thank you for sharing your hurt with
honesty and humbleness." V. Prieto
DJ: Thanks for your kind words... I'm not alone in
this nightmare... millions are suffering today and
nobody knows about it... I've been going to the Rescue
Mission, with my kids... We get "happy meals" and give
'em out. My daughter came back this summer
from a Missionary trip to CUBA! See her report here
http://jibaros.com/cuba.htm
Much Love, Peace
and Prosperity to you,
Don Jíbaro
www.jibaros.com
DON J...
Seeing the Sato story reminded me of the cat I saved from
the San Juan harbor. I was on the Coast Guard boat and we
were preparing to get underway. I saw this cat float by and
it looked dead. I thought how can someone be so cruel? Then
about 5 or 10 minutes later I hear loud YOUWLING comming
from under the dock. I looked under the dock and saw this
cat clinging to a pilon screaming.
So I got in the skiff we
used to paint the side of the boat and got the fish net and
went under the dock. It took about 15 or 20 minutes of
convincing but the cat finally let go and tangled himself up
in the net. I got him on the dock and naturally he was very
upset and scared so he kept tangling up in the net even
more.
I just sat there patiently looking into his eyes and
saying "I'm helping you to survive... calm down... I won't
hurt you." Finally he went limp and allowed me to untangle
him from the net. Once he was free I dried him off with a
towel and said "GO, be safe"... He stood there for a moment
and then took off like a shot!
We had to get underway and were gone for about a month. When
we got back I saw the cat once or twice on the Coast Guard
base. He came by the ship and stopped and looked at me. I
looked back and waved at him. He was telling me thank you...
Gary Fredette,
DJ
REPLIES...
The Holy Writ says: "Cast your bread upon the waters:
for you shall find it after many days."
—Ecclesiastes 11:1
Cajan said...
Don't know which are your reference books. If any college degree, academic
background or research ability
GIBARO/JIBARO is a hick, illiterate, peasant, farmer, living in the country side
versus the city.
Unfortunately some people of Puerto Rico, living/dreaming of the past:sugar cane/tobacco, coffee agricultural past, believe that
being illiterate, in poor health,
living in a shack made of palm trees. With a roof of palm leaves, floors/walls
made with palm trunks, is something to be proud of.Dress in rags, walking barefooted et ce tera et ce tera.
Forgive me lord for not being proud
of being a hick. By the wasy they never used blue jeans but kakhi and sorry...NO
PAVAS ..either.
 Don
Jibaro:
JÍBAROS ARE
NOT HICKS !!!
Mira... oye, MANDULETE the word JIBARO from the SHUAR lingo for JIVARO...
He lived in the Amazon area
shrinking human (enemy) heads (tsantsas). They traveled to the islands, like the
CARIBs, looking for humans to decapitate and eat their brains (they thought to
acquire the strength the deceased)
They fled to our mountains 'cus the CARIBs were more
dangerous than they were
(eating the enemy while he was alive...) Coño, chico!
Later the criollos were born to the Spain hijos de &%@* and the humble jibarito
went to the mountains to escape the evil Spaniards, thus "jibaro" became synonym
for "campesino" ergo.' the mountain dweller..
Mira, hijjo de la &^%$, they fought for their honor by
taking a pañuelo (handkerfief) tying one hand to the opponents
hand, then they go at it "a puro machetazo".
YOU DON'T WANNA MEET a REAL JIBARO, ignorante, cuz he will make ground beef
outta you before you can say "ay bendito"
Tell me what's on you
mind.
Don Jíbaro
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