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Only Spanish Spoken Here - June 20, 2025

  • Gary Hunter
  • Jun 20, 2025
  • 1 min read

early summer Sunday, Demuth Park

and the soccer ball pinballs

around the field, kids yell but

 

sideline parents yell louder till a

whistled break when they open

arms to dry tears, hold tiny shoulders

 

and whisper encouragement, that

much-repeated American tradition,

only spoken in a foreign language

I don’t need to understand

 

because every parent wants

to watch their kid grow strong

and build happiness

 

especially when the team

is them alone with the ball

 

and the goal keeps slipping

farther and farther away

 
 
 

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