Shantih Journal 3.1 - Page 67

meat. She forgets she owns a sombrero. I hit unfollow and move out. 4. Mix 6 cups of corn flour (preferably Maseca), 2 cups of water, and of the mix from step 1 in a pot. Stir until liquid; the mix must be thin, not thick. I unroll my R’s. I read. I watch all movies in English. I look for words in the Webster Dictionary app on my phone, and hit the play button so the machine voice can confirm my pronunciation is the right one, just in case I have to read it aloud in class or something. “Where are you from?” my Uber driver asks. “Honduras,” I say, “Central America.” Surprised, he answers “Really? You got great English. That’s good. I hate when people can’t speak right. It’s like, speak American or get out.” I nod in response. I’ve stirred my tongue in training throughout the years to make my accent thin, not thick. Sometimes it slips. Sometimes, I wish it had slipped. 5. Place mix from step 4 on a stove burner at 230ºC and continue to stir slowly. I wake to images of my city, Tegucigalpa, literally on fire. Riots, the media calls them. Delinquents, drug dealers, gang members trying to destroy the country so they can rule free of the law. The U.S government backs up the media by recognizing the tyrant’s reelection, the reason of the so-called riots. This city has always been on fire. In public schools, the children have always sat on bricks. “See, it’s a model of the Norwegian education system,” says theminister of education, “kids don’t have chairs so they can feel more comfortable working in group.” His kids, of course, don’t sit on bricks nor on the floor. His kids, probably don’t fear the school may crash down on them, leaving a pile of stone, chalks, and bones. This city has always been on fire. We have been stirring slowly. 6. Add a pound of lard to the mixture on the burner. Boil and stir until it has a thickconsistency. This may take several minutes. This will be the white mix. “How are things?” I ask Katherine via WhatsApp shortly after the 67