The vast majority of Dominicans love the US. They wear our clothing labels, eat at our food chains, sing our songs, and learn our language. And they dream of getting out of here and settling down in FL, CA, or NY. We have no anonymity here because our skin is not as dark and we speak bad spanish, and everywhere we go we can just about guarantee that someone will shout something to the effect of "Oye Gringo!! Americano!! " which is often followed by some awful interpretation of an english phrase. They're not poking fun at us - just marveling that we are in their country. Most of them want to know more about us and our lives and culture.
But today I encountered my first anti-american sentiment. Well, I'm assuming it was anti-american because the word "gringa" was shouted as the child threw a brick at me. He missed. Everyone was really mad at the kid. And one guy ran after him but he was fat and didnt catch up to the kid.
I have been assaulted by someone half my size. I want to go home.
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