This week
started off as most. I walked in and saw some people ordering drinks. The
employees weren’t happy, they weren’t sad, or mad, or anything, they were just
there. One thing that did stand out was that the group of Middle Eastern men
had returned. I didn’t even have to see them before I knew they were in the
shop. Their distinct language and laughs echoed through the coffee shop, as
they always seemed to be laughing at a joke. The quietness of the studying
students was the complete opposite. I wouldn’t even know they were there if I hadn’t
seen them tucked away in the back corner of the shop.
A Mexican couple and their son walked in
dressed in what looked like church clothes. They ordered their drinks and spoke
quietly in Spanish to each other. I made a realization that the Middle Eastern
men were never really quiet, their conversations were always clearly audible, whilst
this Latin family, along with the others had seen throughout my field work. Were
usually quiet and conserved and only spoke in their native tongue among each
other.
There was a
group of teenage boys sitting on and around the couch drinking their sugary
drinks. The big event that happened this week was the rivalry between the two
high school football teams I town. They talked of how the rivalry was ranked 2nd
in the nation and some obviously disagreed with others when the topic of who
was better came about. They talked of how the game was amazing and then
discussed the brawl after the game as if they were ready for a second fight to
break out at any second.
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