Gringa.
White girl.
You would think after a year and a half people would stop calling me gringa. Or at least I would get used to it. Neither of these things have happened.
At first it didn't bother me. I called myself a gringa. It was a joke. But seriously people. You know my name. And if you don't say joven (miss) or muchacha (girl). I know I live in the campo but that is no reason for ignorance. I don't say hey panamanian. It just doesnt make sense.
Oh and gringa most certainly is not my first name. "Hola gringa" is simply unacceptable.
End rant.
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