The funny thing about being married to a foreigner is that you two have completely different backgrounds. It’s on one hand a great opportunity to broaden your knowledge, but on the other hand it can be a little frustrating. Sharing childhood memories, for example, ends up demanding a whole explanation of how important or amazing that was, and as soon as it (the explanation) is over, you miss your partner’s enthusiasm about it.
Last Saturday (Christmas Eve) we were preparing a salad in the kitchen when my husband turned the TV on. The first channel selected was showing an episode of Pippi Langstrumpf (Pipi Longstocking), a very popular TV series for kids in Europe based on Astrid Lindgren‘s books. I asked my husband if he used to watch it when he was a kid, which he did. I then told him that Pipi Longstocking wasn’t shown in Brazil when I was a child (neither it is now), but that we had Sítio do Picapau Amarelo (The Yellow woodpecker Ranch), an extremely popular TV program among kids mainly in the 70′s and 80′s based on Monteiro Lobato‘s books. At that moment the opening song came to my mind and I started singing it out loud. I love this song and all the others in the series because they remind me of very good moments. I’m pretty sure the same happens to almost everyone who was a kid in Brazil in the 70′s. At that moment I wished my husband knew what that song really meant to me.
If you were a kid in Brazil in the 70′s, just enjoy. If you weren’t, just give it a try. 
