In Barranquilla people called me "Mono," I guess because my hair was the same color as their monkeys. I got a job teaching English there in the 1970's. It didn't last long. I didn't have a HS diploma yet, but they hired me because I was a native English speaker. They handed me a book and put me in a room with 46 fifth graders who definitely did not want to learn English. I didn't have adequate crowd-control skills, so I left to build a marine railway in Sta. Marta.