Jill In Brazil: Fly on the Wall

Jill In Brazil: Fly on the Wall: "I thought I would only stand out in China... but I stand out in Brasil too. The other day I went to fill a prescription for Ben at the Pharm..."

Jill In Brazil: Fly on the Wall

Jill In Brazil: Fly on the Wall: "I thought I would only stand out in China... but I stand out in Brasil too. The other day I went to fill a prescription for Ben at the Pharm..."

Fly on the Wall

I thought I would only stand out in China... but I stand out in Brasil too. The other day I went to fill a prescription for Ben at the Pharmacy and when I walked up to the front counter she said “How can I help you Jill?”  Then tonight the pizza place, the lady knew which street that I lived on and I have only been in there 2 times before.   Actually, this is quite a common occurrence in my neighborhood and places that I go.  So that is how Jill the American stands out but, the other way that I stand out to people whom I have not had contact with is by my clothes, the way I walk, and the fact that you can catch me from time to time eating pizza with my hands, sitting back with my feet up drinking a cerveja and by the style of my shoes.  This is how the American in me stands out; I guess they can see me coming a mile away.  Actually, I kind of like all of the stares, glares and whispers. 
Today a man came to the house selling Jesus.  I tried to tell him to come back when my husband was home but all he did was stare at me…right into my eyes.  I would stare back then say again what I said and again he would just stare into my eyes.  He was kind of a weathered man, homely, skinny and tall, but he was “smizing” to quote Tyra Banks (when you smile with your eyes), and he looked beautiful.  He did this about 4 times as he couldn’t hear me but I thought I was speaking clearly enough.  Then finally he left and gave me a pamphlet which the kids fought over for 5 minutes and called a “ticket”.  He didn’t come back maybe because he seemed very confused, if I could only be a Brazilian fly on the wall when he got back to where he came from.  A Brazilian Fly… because they speak Portuguese of course.