I knew ahead of time that I was going to be at a the "beginner" level of Spanish. Taking German my entire life and growing up around a German-speaking family, the language came very easy for me to both acquire, and teach. I'm thankful that I didn't have the same confidence going into Spanish class because the language barrier hit me like a brick wall, almost immediately.
I feel proud in that I was able to successfully make it through an entire morning of placement testing and classes without completely losing my mind. I'm oddly excited and optimistic toward the next few weeks, though I know that my Spanish speaking skills are subpar. By the time we had gotten to lunch, I was mixing English, German, and Spanish words together, creating complete chaos in my mind.
My head may be spinning every night as I go to sleep for the next three weeks, but I can't help but feel an extreme sense of gratitude for the opportunities that are in front of me. I am thankful to my parents and my friends for their support and offerings of comedic relief as I say "danke" instead of "gracias".
Today we are reuniting with our Chilean pen pals, and meeting the new pen pals that we will be teaching English with in a couple weeks. I am thankful for their patience and enthusiasm toward the English language, and I hope that my enthusiasm towards Spanish is the same.
Calming voices and laughter can go a long way, lemme tell ya.
With love, always