Marissa Jimenez was a quiet little girl. Even though she was 18, she did not look it. She just recently came over from Mexico where she played the perfect parent to her five other cousins. As the oldest she made sure everybody was to school on time, paid attention, and did well. Being in a new country was strange and hard for Marissa. Not only did she have trouble understanding the language, but did not feel comfortable with the whole culture. Most of her teachers and classmates overlooked her because of her plain Jane appearance. Coming from a poor family she didn't have the newest or best of clothes but her upbringing did not let her go school looking like she was homeless neither.
Like any other school which is over crowded Marissa was assigned students in her class to help translate for her. This is where her problems began. Mr. Erickson was not use to foreign students and have no clue as to the problems Marissa would have adjusting in his class. The only two students who knew any Spanish were Juan and Pablo (underclassmen), but they barely understood Marissa who was put in school as a senior due to her age. When Mr. Erickson assigned the class to write about their favorite food, Marissa essay came as a shock to him. Because she did not know the names of things in English Marissa would ask her two in class tutors for help. She wanted to write how much she loved chicken and how delicious her dad prepared it for the family. Yet, this is a small excerpt of her poorly translated essay.
"I love cok. Mi dad has the best cok in town. He makes me have cok and I like it. When I eat his cok, it tastes good and juicy. My mouth gets so ful wit cok, but I wont mor. I wish I had cok every nite."
Mr. Erickson did not know what to make of it. He just stared blankly at the essay and at the quiet innocent student in the back of the class. Admittedly, he saw Marissa in a whole new light. He looked beyond the lack of make up and drabby clothes and what he saw amazed him. She had the biggest brownest eyes he ever saw. A cute little face that would melt you heart. Long raven hair and the most natural tan imaginable. After class when he called her up to his desk, he noticed for the first time ample cleavage (she might even be the most busty girl in school, but you would never know due to her dress) and nice round hips. She was petite but not fragile.
"Marissa what is this essay about," he asked.
"Teacher, its about when mi dad cooks for us. He makes the best diner." she replied.
Now Mr. Erickson understood that she meant to write chicken but in translation she understood cock. He grinned as the misunderstanding but now he could not keep from admiring this Latina beauty that had been overlooked by all including himself. Now that he was paying attention and had her up close and reading that essay he notice the huge tent in his pants.
"Well Marissa that is not what your wrote. You wrote something really bad and I have to tell the principal," he announced.
Marissa was tormented. The last thing she wanted to do was cause problems and have her parents angry at her. She had no clue what he was talking about because all her life, she did exactly what her parents, teachers, and any adult asked of her.
Mr. Erickson saw how mortified she was and he came up with a plan. "This is your first school in the States right?" he asked.
