Setting: A sunny afternoon in a cozy café in Valencia, Spain.
Lucía (sipping her café con leche):
Clara, you won’t believe what just happened. I went to visit my cousin’s newborn baby, and guess what that clueless aunt from Madrid brought as a gift?
Clara (grinning):
Let me guess… yellow clothes?
Lucía (dramatically):
Yes! A bright yellow onesie with tiny suns on it. I nearly screamed. Doesn’t she know yellow brings the mal de ojo?
Clara (chuckling):
Lucía, you do know yellow isn’t some kind of cursed color, right? It’s literally the color of sunshine and paella.
Lucía (serious):
Laugh all you want, Clara, but my abuela always said yellow attracts envy and bad luck, especially for babies. Why risk it? Babies are so vulnerable!
Clara:
I get that traditions can feel protective. But you’re talking about color—light waves. There’s nothing in physics that says a yellow photon is more envious than a blue one.
Lucía (smirking):
There’s more to life than physics, Clara. Have you ever heard of Teresa from our old neighborhood? Her baby got jaundice the same week someone gave them a yellow blanket.
Clara (laughs):
Lucía! That’s just coincidence. Newborns commonly get jaundice because their livers are still adjusting. It’s biology, not blanket color.
Lucía (leaning in):
But it keeps happening! Remember Marta? Her baby got colicky right after the baptism when someone gifted yellow booties. I’m telling you, there’s a pattern.
Clara (teasing):
Okay, by that logic, I should stop eating bananas. Maybe my printer’s out of ink because of my yellow highlighter.
Lucía (giggles):
I’m being serious! You may not believe in mal de ojo, but it’s not just about the eye—it’s about negative energy. You feel it. Some things science hasn’t caught up with.
Clara:
True, science doesn’t explain everything—yet. But it gives us tools to test things. If yellow were truly cursed, don’t you think we’d see some alarming statistics?
Lucía:
So you’d give a yellow onesie as a gift?
Clara (confidently):
Absolutely. In fact, I gave one to my niece. And guess what? She’s healthy, happy, and now obsessed with sunflowers. If anything, she radiates good energy.
Lucía (mock horror):
Brave woman. You’d never survive in my abuela’s house. She once made my uncle return a yellow tie before his job interview!
Clara (laughing):
Let me guess—he didn’t get the job, and yellow got the blame?
Lucía (grinning):
Exactly!
Clara:
Maybe he was just… underqualified? Or nervous? We humans love patterns—even if they’re not real. That’s how superstitions stick around.
Lucía (softens):
I know, I know. But for me, it’s like… a cultural hug. Even if it’s not logical, it feels like I’m protecting the baby. Can’t help it.
Clara (smiling warmly):
That’s sweet, actually. But maybe the best protection is love, vaccinations, and avoiding choking hazards—regardless of color.
Lucía (playfully):
Fine. But if my cousin’s baby cries too much tonight, I’m blaming that sunflower suit.
Clara (raises her cup):
And I’ll toast to a happy baby bathing in sunshine—literal and metaphorical.
(They clink coffee cups and laugh, the yellow debate momentarily settled, but likely to resurface at the next baby shower.)
[End Scene]

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