My teacher called me a liar when I said my great-great-great-great-grandfather was a Spanish pirate. On top of that, I also said I was related to Johnny Appleseed. Of course, I protested that I wasn't lying because my mother said it was true but to no avail. Don't get me wrong; this teacher wasn't cruel. In fact, she was one of my favorite teachers. She just wasn't buying what I was selling that particular day.
But the Legend of the Spanish Pirate never left my mind. Twenty-five year later, I began wondering, "What kind of people were my ancestors?" Any of a long string of teachers from kindergarten to college, including the one mentioned before, can attest to my independent streak. Did that trait come from the Spanish pirate? Knowing only
But the Legend of the Spanish Pirate never left my mind. Twenty-five year later, I began wondering, "What kind of people were my ancestors?" Any of a long string of teachers from kindergarten to college, including the one mentioned before, can attest to my independent streak. Did that trait come from the Spanish pirate? Knowing only