Natalya
"Madre, did you put these socks in my bag?" Natalya brought out a long blue piece of socks from her bag that looked like they were from the 1970's.
"Que? Mi amor, I thought you liked them." Natalya's mom came out of the kitchen holding a wooden ladle.
"No Madre. No me gusta. They're hideous. And when I wear them, I look like that maid from your favourite T.V. show. What's it called? Si! 'Maria es mi vida'. Seriously Mom," Natalya pouted her face.
"Fine. Vale. Don't take it to the camp. Pero, recuerdo, when you come back from the camp, I will buy you a new one. And you won't complain about that one too. Vale?"
"Mamaaa". Nat stomped her feet on the ground and pouted her face again.
"Vale?" Her mother asked again. Spanish moms could be so tough you just don't wanna mess with the
