Parisian teenagers take in a Dodgers game on their U.S. tour arranged by French-Jew’rney.
Selfless in ways even I don’t pretend to understand, I treat them to pretzels and red licorice and ask them how they like our little city.
“I prefer New York,” one of them says.
“I prefer Israel,” says another. “My second favorite place in zee world is California. The first is Jerusalem.”
So, maybe not so typical after all. They are all Parisians, sent over by French-Jew’rney, an organization that helps European teens experience American culture. Fairly well off, I assume from their pricey two-week vacation, though we never really discuss that.
What we discuss is baseball. Ever try to explain it to a foreigner?
“OK, that croissant down there, that’s first base,” I say.
“What’s ay dou-BELL?”
“That’s when they get two croissants.”
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