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So it has been about 2 months since I left Indiana to come to small town of Viterbo.
Still, I love this place.
Yes, I could go on and on and on about how much I like Viterbo and how much this experience means to me, but I am going to skip that for right now.
Right now, I bet some of you (back at home) are wondering how my language skills are holding up here and if I will be fluent by the time I come back.
Am I right?
Well in all honesty, I think my Italian is going pretty well.
Maybe on a scale from 1-10 (1 being the worst, 10 the best) I would say that my Italian is at a…6 (piú o meno)
Usually my Italian wanders between a six depending on my mood, what I have to say, ecc….
I feel like I am definitely better than when I first arrived, in which I ONLY say “io parlo italiano poco”, " sto bene", “sono stanca” , “ho fame” and “mi piace”
So yeah, I managed to get by with these words for probably the first week or two.
Now I feel like my vocabulary has expanded and I am able to understand (For the most part) what other Italians are saying, or doing on TV. I can (sometimes) understand my Italian teacher when she decides to go off in a tangent in Italian.
I feel like I am halfway there.
I guess an advantage I have here is that my host mom does not speak ANY English whatsoever, so I have to make sure study hard to tell her about my day or where I am going on Saturday, etc…
Sure sometimes I do get frustrated because sometimes I wish she just knew slightly more English to help me out, or at least meet me half way
And it is amazing that in just two months I can understand and speak Italian more than I could ever do with 4 years in Spanish. I mean, if I ever take Spanish again, I am going to pass that shit with flying colors
Because Italian is hard
Molto difficile
Not only do you have say EVERY word and every hard consonant sound and vowel sound and move your mouth in different ways, but also the GRAMMAR is unbearable
É troppo.
Too much.
The way we have to combined prepositions with words, and how much the masculine and feminine works, and the fact that if you don’t say “anno” right (“year”) then you could be saying “anus” (“ano”).
Sometimes I really want to walk out of my Italian II class and just kiss my hopes of learning a language goodbye, but I feel like I have to keep striving and working on this language, because one day I could have a “click” moment.
A moment where I could understand almost anything
It would be amazing to come out of this program fluent in Italian. Being able to tell people back at home that I learned a language and understand it in a year than what most of my friends could not do in four or five years learning Spanish in school.
It would be amazing to walk down the streets of Viterbo and be able to have a full conversation with the il barista and be able to actually understand and say jokes in Italian to Italian friends.
It would be amazing to go on an independent travel trips and speak Italian in a different cittá and complimented by your Italian skills, or BETTER, actually mistaken for being Italian.
But that time will come, and that “click” moment could be here in January, or March, two years from now or 10 years from now, but hopefully the “click” moment will be that moment that makes me stand back in amazement and pat myself on the back.
That would be so cool!
Ci vediamo,
Maya
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