My Children are Spanish. They are also equally Panamanian and North American, or Estates , as they might say; but all of that together takes more time to explain than any two or four year old cares to dedicate, so they generally choose one of the three, and when it comes to my son, Ben, España is his nationality of choice. Both of my children are proud to be from Spain, which is a credit to their dad and his family who have created a strong sense of family identity despite the distance. But I would like to state for the record that it has been a tough year for me to compete with Spain (not that it’s a competition) given all of the recent sports victories that Spain has taken home: World Cup, Wimbledon, Roland Garros-French Open, U.S Open (Nadal!), Tour de France, not to mention their basketball team, their motorcyclists, their Fernando Alonso, AND that it’s hard to make it from our house to the El Rey without passing many Real Madrid or Barça car decals. Of course Ben is from Spain...
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