Piñatas & Politeness—Spanish for Kids’ Party Invitations and Thank-Yous
The RSVP panic that launched my crash course Last spring my Dominican neighbor, Doña Carmen,
The RSVP panic that launched my crash course Last spring my Dominican neighbor, Doña Carmen,
The day my niece became “la gringa que se coló” My eight-year-old niece Olivia visited
The Friday-night signature that cost me a client A few years back, I dashed off
The payroll panic that sent me to the notary My first full-time contract in Santo
When the spotlight shifted from slides to grilling My first seed-round pitch in Bogotá started
The pitch that almost fell flat in Santo Domingo Three years ago I booked a
The payslip that sparked a mutiny My first month managing a remote dev team in
The day my pun died in Bogotá I walked into our WeWork kitchen, spotted the
I still remember the first “fifteen-minute” stand-up I hosted in Medellín. Half the developers were
The tweet that hijacked my Tuesday Last November I was sipping cafecito in Santo Domingo