Note: Lying is bad. Honesty is good. Yep.
Lie One: One of my teachers told the students that I couldn't speak or understand any Italian. I figured I would just ignore that and use Italian when I needed to. When I was working with the students the other day, they worked together to figure out the English they needed to communicate. It was amusing hearing their, "She doesn't understand! Speak English!" but I don't think I'm going to correct them on this.
Lie Two: Northern Italian food does not contain much spice. I love spicy food and I'm used to putting spice with everything. My host family, being northern Italians, will think something is very spicy while I think it is only a little. In an effort to find something that I think is spicy, my host mom bought harissa, which is very spicy. One of the brothers put harissa on some bread and gave it to his sister, who does not like/cannot handle spicy food. When she asked me what it was, at the direction of said brother, I told her it was tomato paste and that it wasn't spicy. She took one bite and turned bright red.
Evil? Perhaps.
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