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| La lagartija y yo |
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| Los batidos! |
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Olvidar lo que parecen
Hola!
Es mas dificil escribir en español ahora.... porque no estoy pensando en español cada dia... no recuerdo las palabras rapidamente. Entonces, tengo que escribir mas, si?
Quisiera encontrar un grupo para charlar, pero no tenía tiempo este semana.
La fin de semana pasada, yo fui a phoenix para visitar mi amiga. Ya muy cansada porque no he tenido un fin desde regresé.
Un historia divertido de ayer:
Yo fui al supermercado para llenar mi botella de agua y pagué con quarters. Cuando estaba buscando quarters en mi bolsa, no pudé encontrarlos. Fue porque yo los pensé fueron muy pequenitos como nickles. En realidad, he olvidado lo que parecen quarters. Haha.
Es mas dificil escribir en español ahora.... porque no estoy pensando en español cada dia... no recuerdo las palabras rapidamente. Entonces, tengo que escribir mas, si?
Quisiera encontrar un grupo para charlar, pero no tenía tiempo este semana.
La fin de semana pasada, yo fui a phoenix para visitar mi amiga. Ya muy cansada porque no he tenido un fin desde regresé.
Un historia divertido de ayer:
Yo fui al supermercado para llenar mi botella de agua y pagué con quarters. Cuando estaba buscando quarters en mi bolsa, no pudé encontrarlos. Fue porque yo los pensé fueron muy pequenitos como nickles. En realidad, he olvidado lo que parecen quarters. Haha.
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Un Hombre Loco
Yo he estado pensaba que unirse un grupo de conversacion en español.... pero el jefe de el grupo es muy extraño.
El me envió un mensaje que dice.... necesita una foto de usted con mas de su cara. El es "creepy" y no se si voy a compartir en el grupo. Pero es el solo grupo que yo encontré :[ Alguien sabe otro?
El me envió un mensaje que dice.... necesita una foto de usted con mas de su cara. El es "creepy" y no se si voy a compartir en el grupo. Pero es el solo grupo que yo encontré :[ Alguien sabe otro?
Mas Zumba
¿adivinen qué?... esta noche, yo fui a
zumba y era el mismo baile que la suya! Fue la cancion con los
tambores y la danza con los saludos.... como el ejército - la sabe? Que
divertido es que nosotros estamos haciendo el mismo baile en zumba a
través de el mundo! Sonreí y pensé de ud :] Era casi como estamos
haciendo zumba juntos!!!! jaja.
-- Una mensaje yo envié a mi amiga
Cada noche, he estado escribiendo en español ... pero no siempre aqui :]
-- Una mensaje yo envié a mi amiga
Cada noche, he estado escribiendo en español ... pero no siempre aqui :]
Monday, August 13, 2012
Una mama me dijo cosas importantes en español...
Hoy, estaba el primer dia de escuela. Pienso que es divertido porque hace cuatro años, yo estaba escribiendo un blog en ingles sobre mi vida en la escuela... y, hoy- es el mismo, pero en español (un idioma yo nunca pensaba yo voy a escribir!
Bien, hoy una mama llegó a mi clase y me dijo ella no podía hablar hoy de su hijo porque ella estaba en Mexico a noche. Yo pregunté si ella habla español. Ella estaba muy emocionada y empezó hablando muy rapido de cosas muy importantes - por ejemplo... medicacion....
Yo espero que yo entendí la mayoria porque no tuve mas tiempo para preguntar a ella. Hmmm....
Bien, hoy una mama llegó a mi clase y me dijo ella no podía hablar hoy de su hijo porque ella estaba en Mexico a noche. Yo pregunté si ella habla español. Ella estaba muy emocionada y empezó hablando muy rapido de cosas muy importantes - por ejemplo... medicacion....
Yo espero que yo entendí la mayoria porque no tuve mas tiempo para preguntar a ella. Hmmm....
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Los Sueños en Español
Bien, entonces.... disculpe porque no hay "posts" para tres dias. Mi vida estaba un poco loca. Ayer, el sabado, yo estaba en la escuela - mi trabajo - desde nueve en la mañana hasta siete en la noche! Si, es verdad.
Pero.... yo estaba pensando mucho en español. Yo estaba mirando las tele novelas en la gimnasia y estaba escuchando al radio en español tambien. Pienso que estan trabajando porque a noche, creo que yo soñé en español!!! Y... no estaba el mismo que en el primero de el verano... no. Cuando yo llegé a Costa Rica, yo piensé que yo soñé en español pero estaba frases y palabras que no entendí... como giberish. A noche, estaba conversaciones con mis amigas y familia tica como estaba en Costa Rica en realidad... y yo entendí todo. Que emocionante!!!!
Y, una cosa mas... en serio, yo los extraño los arroz y frijoles. Yo pensé que no es posible, pero asi es.
Pero.... yo estaba pensando mucho en español. Yo estaba mirando las tele novelas en la gimnasia y estaba escuchando al radio en español tambien. Pienso que estan trabajando porque a noche, creo que yo soñé en español!!! Y... no estaba el mismo que en el primero de el verano... no. Cuando yo llegé a Costa Rica, yo piensé que yo soñé en español pero estaba frases y palabras que no entendí... como giberish. A noche, estaba conversaciones con mis amigas y familia tica como estaba en Costa Rica en realidad... y yo entendí todo. Que emocionante!!!!
Y, una cosa mas... en serio, yo los extraño los arroz y frijoles. Yo pensé que no es posible, pero asi es.
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Es un poco dificil...
Es un poco dificil para escribir cada noche. Por ejemplo, hoy... estoy muy cansada despues de las reuniones con las estudiantes y padres en mi escuela. Mañana, hay mas reuniones.... eehhhh. Pero, es bueno verlos otra vez.
Esta noche, yo fui a zumba en mi gimnasio - pero no sentí como bailar. No se porque... posiblamente porque (es extraño, yo se) no me gusta "air conditioning." jaja. Si, yo los extraño el calor y humidad de Costa Rica.
Entonces, yo salí a zumba y caminé en la maquina (treadmill). Yo miré una tele novela.... jaja. Que dramatica!!!! No entendí mucho porque estaba muy rapido y tenia muchas temas, pero las publicidades - yo entendí muy bien.
Hoy, yo pensaba que mi vida en Costa Rica y todo mis amigos alli. Yo les extraño mucho. Yo extraño las cosas pequeñas como Keilyn diciendo "bien" y jugando con Dylan o visitando a Nick o caminando para el bus en la mañana o como imediatamente despues de una ducha... al ser mojada otra vez.
Esta noche, yo fui a zumba en mi gimnasio - pero no sentí como bailar. No se porque... posiblamente porque (es extraño, yo se) no me gusta "air conditioning." jaja. Si, yo los extraño el calor y humidad de Costa Rica.
Entonces, yo salí a zumba y caminé en la maquina (treadmill). Yo miré una tele novela.... jaja. Que dramatica!!!! No entendí mucho porque estaba muy rapido y tenia muchas temas, pero las publicidades - yo entendí muy bien.
Hoy, yo pensaba que mi vida en Costa Rica y todo mis amigos alli. Yo les extraño mucho. Yo extraño las cosas pequeñas como Keilyn diciendo "bien" y jugando con Dylan o visitando a Nick o caminando para el bus en la mañana o como imediatamente despues de una ducha... al ser mojada otra vez.
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Zumba
La primer tiempo yo fui a zumba por Quepos, sentí que nosotros hemos caminado adentro de la selva!
Alicia, Yesenia, el desfile de personas, y yo estaban caminando al lado de la carretera... los carros estaban pasando rapidamente. No hay aceras, no.
Yo tenía un poco miedo, pero continué con el grupo como lo estaba normal. Cuando llegamos a zumba, yo tuve no idea donde estabamos - en el medio de la nada.
Era muy húmido y caliente. La profesora era muy amable y feliz.
No podía creer que yo estaba ahi... en Costa Rica.... en el bosque... haciendo zumba - pero es verdad.
Eso es mi vida.
Alicia, Yesenia, el desfile de personas, y yo estaban caminando al lado de la carretera... los carros estaban pasando rapidamente. No hay aceras, no.
Yo tenía un poco miedo, pero continué con el grupo como lo estaba normal. Cuando llegamos a zumba, yo tuve no idea donde estabamos - en el medio de la nada.
Era muy húmido y caliente. La profesora era muy amable y feliz.
No podía creer que yo estaba ahi... en Costa Rica.... en el bosque... haciendo zumba - pero es verdad.
Eso es mi vida.
Monday, August 6, 2012
Los Batidos
Ahora, estoy muy cansada despues de el primer dia de trabajo... pero, tengo que escribir.
Ya hice un batido!!!!! Es un batido de papaya y leche :] Estoy emocionada por eso. Es las cosas pequeñas, no?
Cuando estaba manejando a mañana, yo pensé una historia... pero ahora yo la olvido. eeemmmm.....
Los Batidos....
Me encantan los batidos!!!!!! Yo los extraño de super joseth y otro por la playa. Creo que en las ultimas semanas, yo bebío un batido cada dia. jaja.
Bien, no tengo mucha energía para historias esta noche....
ciao.
Ya hice un batido!!!!! Es un batido de papaya y leche :] Estoy emocionada por eso. Es las cosas pequeñas, no?
Cuando estaba manejando a mañana, yo pensé una historia... pero ahora yo la olvido. eeemmmm.....
Los Batidos....
Me encantan los batidos!!!!!! Yo los extraño de super joseth y otro por la playa. Creo que en las ultimas semanas, yo bebío un batido cada dia. jaja.
Bien, no tengo mucha energía para historias esta noche....
ciao.
Sunday, August 5, 2012
La Prostituta Abajo de el Puente
Bien, mi meta nueva es para escribir cada dia en Español - aqui. Estoy determinada a recordar y suguir a aprender mas. Entonces, como errors y todo.... yo voy a escribir.
Creo que voy a empezar por decir historias de mi viaje:
Hay una prostituta esta viviendo abajo de el puente circa de mi casa en Quepos.
La historia dice que... un dia, la prostituta estaba demasiada depremida y trató de suicidarse. Ella saltó de el puente, pero el puente es muy peqenito. Es solamente seis metros... mas o menos. Entonces, ella no murió.
Un dia, Betza y yo estaba caminando despues de zumba y nosotros llegamos al puente. De repente, la prostituta apareció de la puenta! En serio! Nosotros gritamos. Ella parecía como un "swamp thing." Despues de esta dia, no podía caminar a través de el puente sin pensar de ella y me preguntaba cómo estaba. Betza me dijo que ella será su mejor amiga despues de mi.
Bien, es suficiente para esta noche. Tengo escuela mañana y tengo que ir a dormir.
Mañana... otra historia.
Creo que voy a empezar por decir historias de mi viaje:
Hay una prostituta esta viviendo abajo de el puente circa de mi casa en Quepos.
La historia dice que... un dia, la prostituta estaba demasiada depremida y trató de suicidarse. Ella saltó de el puente, pero el puente es muy peqenito. Es solamente seis metros... mas o menos. Entonces, ella no murió.
Un dia, Betza y yo estaba caminando despues de zumba y nosotros llegamos al puente. De repente, la prostituta apareció de la puenta! En serio! Nosotros gritamos. Ella parecía como un "swamp thing." Despues de esta dia, no podía caminar a través de el puente sin pensar de ella y me preguntaba cómo estaba. Betza me dijo que ella será su mejor amiga despues de mi.
Bien, es suficiente para esta noche. Tengo escuela mañana y tengo que ir a dormir.
Mañana... otra historia.
Tuesday, July 3, 2012
Las Fotos
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| The Town of Quepos where I live |
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| The Treacherous Walk Down the Highway to Zumba |
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| Zumba takes place in a deserted restaurant in the jungle! I never thought Ï´d do Zumba here! |
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| Typical Rice and Beans |
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| La Ferria - Market in Quepos |
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| My Housmate, Alicia - She taught me so much... I miss her :( |
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| A professor from Alicia´s School - Julia, brought us to a river |
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| Bus Stop |
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| Panqueques with the family |
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| Yeah!!! Pancqueques |
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| Dylan sometimes comes to visit.. he loves my camera |
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| My teacher and a lizard that Mau brought into class |
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| Haha... burried by a tiny Tico "chiquitico" |
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| Julia - best guia ever! |
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| She took us to the Mangroves |
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| Port of Quepos |
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| We found the Waterfall and Jumped!!! |
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| Day at the River with Cynthia and Betza |
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| Yay!!!! |
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| Manuel Antonio Beach |
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| Mi Clase de Espanol |
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| I found my buddy Mau while visiting Cynthia! When I asked for help finding her house after I got off the bus in her town.... it was his dad who helped me... small world I didn´t even know he lived there! |
I haven´t written in a while for several reasons-
1. There is so much to do that I don´t often want to spend much time at school using the computer... and at home I don´t have one to use at night.
2. I feel like I´m using all of my language mental capacity to speak and write spanish.... so had none left for english expression.
3. There have been a lot of days where I was pretty frustrated, and didn´t really want to talk about that.
- Today it is raining... so I will post some highlights of my time thus far. enjoy
1. There is so much to do that I don´t often want to spend much time at school using the computer... and at home I don´t have one to use at night.
2. I feel like I´m using all of my language mental capacity to speak and write spanish.... so had none left for english expression.
3. There have been a lot of days where I was pretty frustrated, and didn´t really want to talk about that.
- Today it is raining... so I will post some highlights of my time thus far. enjoy
You Know You´re Becoming a Tico/Tica When...
75 degrees is cold
Three dogs follow you wherever you walk in town
The secretary at your school gets food delivered by the bus driver, who is her husband.
Your address is something like... 500 meters from the bank, after the alley, yellow with black bars
You eat rice and beans at every meal
An entire family can transport themeslves using one bicycle
You see everyone that you know in town in one trip to the bus stop
You say "adios" when walking by instead of "hola"
You wake up, try to put on your shoes, and are informed by your host dad that they have been placed on the roof to dry (and so nobody will steal them).
You take a pilgramage to the Maxi Pali (walmart) and celebrate after missing the stop and walking 3 km down the highway, through the forest, to get there.
You are riding the bus and need to get off so that it can go over the bridge - it will come back to pick you up after picking up the people that live over there.
Three dogs follow you wherever you walk in town
The secretary at your school gets food delivered by the bus driver, who is her husband.
Your address is something like... 500 meters from the bank, after the alley, yellow with black bars
You eat rice and beans at every meal
An entire family can transport themeslves using one bicycle
You see everyone that you know in town in one trip to the bus stop
You say "adios" when walking by instead of "hola"
You wake up, try to put on your shoes, and are informed by your host dad that they have been placed on the roof to dry (and so nobody will steal them).
You take a pilgramage to the Maxi Pali (walmart) and celebrate after missing the stop and walking 3 km down the highway, through the forest, to get there.
You are riding the bus and need to get off so that it can go over the bridge - it will come back to pick you up after picking up the people that live over there.
Monday, July 2, 2012
Friday, June 22, 2012
Grammar
I had some comments on my English writing gettin worse. I wanted to explain why - It is not because I forgot how to spell or punctuate in English. It is because I am typing on a Spanish keyboard at school.
A. The letters and symbols are in different places.
B. I do this in 10 min before school starts each day, thus no time to go back and edit.
Please note this as you read and don´t think I forgot how to write in English. :)
A. The letters and symbols are in different places.
B. I do this in 10 min before school starts each day, thus no time to go back and edit.
Please note this as you read and don´t think I forgot how to write in English. :)
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Adios, Chiticitica!
I learned that one uses "adios" when one is passing an open doorway, but not stopping. You don´t say, hi, because you are not staying to talk. Instead, you say - bye. I find that funny. It is like it is to clarify that you are going somewhere and people should not stop you to chat. I think they could have used that practice in Peru... where you couldn´t get anywhere without stopping 10 times to talk to everyone.
I also love the ita endings ticos add to everything. Por ejemplo: "hola, gatita." If you are really feeling Tico, you can say, "hola, gaticitica." It pretty much just goes on and on and more rediculous from there.
I also love the ita endings ticos add to everything. Por ejemplo: "hola, gatita." If you are really feeling Tico, you can say, "hola, gaticitica." It pretty much just goes on and on and more rediculous from there.
Frustration and Fun
Last night I was super frustrated because I felt like my Spanish was getting worse. I have only been here 3 and a half days, but it feels like a whole lifetime. My brain gets so tired after speaking for 5 hours in Spanish, that I can´t even have a conversation in English after that. It is like I am brain dead. I have more empathy for my students with learning disabilities and can see how they feel when they get overwhelmed and shut down. It is like... what is the point!
Last night... I ended up telling my host mom that I was frustrated and didn´t understand my homework. She was so sweet. She ploped down on the floor-mattress-couch next to me and tried to help me. She did not understand the grammar exercise either, but worked so hard on it. I just let her keep going even though I knew it was wrong - one, because I didn´t know how to argue... and two, because it was fun to be with her and she cared so much.
After we did the homework incorrectly :) we laughed and talked for a long time. We made plans for telling the director of my school that I am ¨¨mal de patria¨ (homesick) and need another student to live with me when Alicia leaves. She acted out all the parts and even told me to put water on my eye and sing a song about how I was lonely. It was so funny. Really, she just wants more students because she has several rooms. I told her that I told the director that Alicia speak in Spanish... and practice a lot, so that is no problem.
I also told her the story about how yesterday, at the school... my profesora was getting coffe and I warned her about the ants in the powdered milk. ¨Con cuidado - hay hormigas en la leche,¨I say. Äh, no ha problema. Yo soy acostumbrar.¨ Hahaha.... my host mom laughed and laughed and re-told the story to Alicia when she got home. We all laughed some more. It made me so much happier to be laughing in Spanish... meaning I understood it on a deep enough level to have humor. I was also happy that she didn´t understand the homework, either!!!
My host mom also taught me how to make coffe at home after she heard about the ants in the milk. It was so cute.... she showed me all the steps like I was a little child who had never opperated a coffee maker. I let her, though, because I had never done it in Spanish!!! What a good way to learn, no? It is something I already understood and could follow along, well.
I already notice my English syntax changing... Do you see that as you read? Haha... I´m becoming a Spanish speaker.
Last night... I ended up telling my host mom that I was frustrated and didn´t understand my homework. She was so sweet. She ploped down on the floor-mattress-couch next to me and tried to help me. She did not understand the grammar exercise either, but worked so hard on it. I just let her keep going even though I knew it was wrong - one, because I didn´t know how to argue... and two, because it was fun to be with her and she cared so much.
After we did the homework incorrectly :) we laughed and talked for a long time. We made plans for telling the director of my school that I am ¨¨mal de patria¨ (homesick) and need another student to live with me when Alicia leaves. She acted out all the parts and even told me to put water on my eye and sing a song about how I was lonely. It was so funny. Really, she just wants more students because she has several rooms. I told her that I told the director that Alicia speak in Spanish... and practice a lot, so that is no problem.
I also told her the story about how yesterday, at the school... my profesora was getting coffe and I warned her about the ants in the powdered milk. ¨Con cuidado - hay hormigas en la leche,¨I say. Äh, no ha problema. Yo soy acostumbrar.¨ Hahaha.... my host mom laughed and laughed and re-told the story to Alicia when she got home. We all laughed some more. It made me so much happier to be laughing in Spanish... meaning I understood it on a deep enough level to have humor. I was also happy that she didn´t understand the homework, either!!!
My host mom also taught me how to make coffe at home after she heard about the ants in the milk. It was so cute.... she showed me all the steps like I was a little child who had never opperated a coffee maker. I let her, though, because I had never done it in Spanish!!! What a good way to learn, no? It is something I already understood and could follow along, well.
I already notice my English syntax changing... Do you see that as you read? Haha... I´m becoming a Spanish speaker.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Vida en Quepos
Me encanta mi familia Tica mucho. (I love my Costa Rican family a lot!)
Today is my second day of classes and I love learning Spanish in an immersion context. It is like solving a riddle every moment. I love the critical thinking and creativity it takes to try to communicate something with the few words that <i do know. When I don´t know how to say one thing, I have to use about three times the ammount of time to talk around what I mean and do a whole charades show. Mostly I get the point across and everyone is very patient - especially my host mom and my professora.
Tengo mucho exito (I feel proud) for being here, in Costa Rica, on my own. I made it despite all of my fears of getting lost or confused or not making it to school at all. Now, I don´t even feel alone. I have a housemate from Canada and she is so nice to me (only speaking to me in Spanish) even though I make so many mistakes and it would be easier to Speak English. She has helped me out so much - teaching me how to ride the bus and how to get to class and reminding me of all of the family members names.
I went with her and my host mom to Zumba last night. Zumba was in a resteraunt in the midle of the jungle where the chairs had been cleared aside to make dancing room. It was so hillarious to be doing it there. I just kept laughing to myself thinking "Ï´m really here.... doing zumba in the jungle!"
There is only one other student at my school right now, but that is ok. I like that we get so much attention and conversation with the staff! The other school in town is way busier (that is where my housemate goes). I guess there must be a reason <i am at this school instead, even though at first I was a little sad not to have a group to hang out with. Hay es no problema, esta bien.
My spanish is already so much better! Actually, this is the first time since yesterday that my internal voice has spoken English. Even though I often don´t make sense to myself, I hear spanish as my internal voice!!! It´´s hard to explain but it is really crazy!
Ok, necesito ir al clase hoy.
Ciao!
Today is my second day of classes and I love learning Spanish in an immersion context. It is like solving a riddle every moment. I love the critical thinking and creativity it takes to try to communicate something with the few words that <i do know. When I don´t know how to say one thing, I have to use about three times the ammount of time to talk around what I mean and do a whole charades show. Mostly I get the point across and everyone is very patient - especially my host mom and my professora.
Tengo mucho exito (I feel proud) for being here, in Costa Rica, on my own. I made it despite all of my fears of getting lost or confused or not making it to school at all. Now, I don´t even feel alone. I have a housemate from Canada and she is so nice to me (only speaking to me in Spanish) even though I make so many mistakes and it would be easier to Speak English. She has helped me out so much - teaching me how to ride the bus and how to get to class and reminding me of all of the family members names.
I went with her and my host mom to Zumba last night. Zumba was in a resteraunt in the midle of the jungle where the chairs had been cleared aside to make dancing room. It was so hillarious to be doing it there. I just kept laughing to myself thinking "Ï´m really here.... doing zumba in the jungle!"
There is only one other student at my school right now, but that is ok. I like that we get so much attention and conversation with the staff! The other school in town is way busier (that is where my housemate goes). I guess there must be a reason <i am at this school instead, even though at first I was a little sad not to have a group to hang out with. Hay es no problema, esta bien.
My spanish is already so much better! Actually, this is the first time since yesterday that my internal voice has spoken English. Even though I often don´t make sense to myself, I hear spanish as my internal voice!!! It´´s hard to explain but it is really crazy!
Ok, necesito ir al clase hoy.
Ciao!
Friday, June 15, 2012
Change, Already
Ok. I need to remember that change will happen frequently and I have very little to no control over most of the happenings I am about to experience. Remember Shaun and Lisa's Australia story.
Let go. Trust. Breathe.
These are the things I need to keep telling myself.
I just received an email from the school that my host family assignment needed to be changed. I am no longer staying in the oldest neighborhood (a fishing port called Boca Viejo - Old Mouth), but am staying in the center of Quepos. On the positive side, I think they have three kids... at least there were five names in the list... so I assume they are kids. If that is the case, that will be happy. I wanted to have host siblings. I bet it will also be easier to catch the bus from there.
I guess we will have to wait and see, right?
Let go. Trust. Breathe.
These are the things I need to keep telling myself.
I just received an email from the school that my host family assignment needed to be changed. I am no longer staying in the oldest neighborhood (a fishing port called Boca Viejo - Old Mouth), but am staying in the center of Quepos. On the positive side, I think they have three kids... at least there were five names in the list... so I assume they are kids. If that is the case, that will be happy. I wanted to have host siblings. I bet it will also be easier to catch the bus from there.
I guess we will have to wait and see, right?
Fixing the Pants
I think it has become a tradition, now, that whenever I go on a trip - even to DC - I need to sew any pants that I am bringing, before I go. Thankfully, my mom is always willing to be my sewing partner... pressing the reverse button every time I say "go."
Either my host family will think that I am crafty and good with the sewing machine or that I'm too poor to buy new jeans that are not riddled with patches. I hope they can survive the summer.
In just 24 hours I will be getting on the plane. It is amazing how getting ready for a big trip can feel like a full time job. My friends keep asking me if I've packed yet... and I retort back with "you pack for a 7 am flight at 5 am!" The truth is that I've been packing for a week and I am slowly making progress. I have about 5 lists and with the amount of detail, you'd think I was going to outer space. I need to remind myself - they do have stores in Costa Rica.
I am constantly oscillating between being nervous and being excited. One of my friends says to treasure this time and feeling because, "Later - you will look back and remember how everything was unknown. It will never be like that again." Thanks, Sam.
Either my host family will think that I am crafty and good with the sewing machine or that I'm too poor to buy new jeans that are not riddled with patches. I hope they can survive the summer.
In just 24 hours I will be getting on the plane. It is amazing how getting ready for a big trip can feel like a full time job. My friends keep asking me if I've packed yet... and I retort back with "you pack for a 7 am flight at 5 am!" The truth is that I've been packing for a week and I am slowly making progress. I have about 5 lists and with the amount of detail, you'd think I was going to outer space. I need to remind myself - they do have stores in Costa Rica.
I am constantly oscillating between being nervous and being excited. One of my friends says to treasure this time and feeling because, "Later - you will look back and remember how everything was unknown. It will never be like that again." Thanks, Sam.
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
The approach....
I seem to process things easier when I think externally... so I thought I'd start writing now - even before I go.
Here I am... about to embark on a journey- a journey of which the seed was planted eight years ago. When I was in college, I imagined studying abroad but I was too scared to go to a country where I would not know the language. I planned to go to New Zealand! I researched and planned, but it never happened. I didn't go.
It is interesting how the desire to study abroad stayed, while the new desire to study Spanish emerged. Perhaps it is all perfect that I am going now, instead.
I am nervous about many things:
- That I won't know enough to communicate when I get there
- That I keep second guessing myself on my choice of programs and countries
- That my host family won't like me
- That there is so much unknown
- That it will be so freaking hot!
... and more importantly, I am also excited about many things:
- The unknown
- The possibilities
- The people I will meet
- The people who's stories I will hear and share
- All that I will learn
- The world that I will see with a new perspective
*Note to self to remember in life - You have a tendency to freak out before a big trip and to even not want to go, anymore. It is ok. You've done this process before. It will be awesome.
- "Shift your approach, breathe, and go smoothly."
Here I am... about to embark on a journey- a journey of which the seed was planted eight years ago. When I was in college, I imagined studying abroad but I was too scared to go to a country where I would not know the language. I planned to go to New Zealand! I researched and planned, but it never happened. I didn't go.
It is interesting how the desire to study abroad stayed, while the new desire to study Spanish emerged. Perhaps it is all perfect that I am going now, instead.
I am nervous about many things:
- That I won't know enough to communicate when I get there
- That I keep second guessing myself on my choice of programs and countries
- That my host family won't like me
- That there is so much unknown
- That it will be so freaking hot!
... and more importantly, I am also excited about many things:
- The unknown
- The possibilities
- The people I will meet
- The people who's stories I will hear and share
- All that I will learn
- The world that I will see with a new perspective
*Note to self to remember in life - You have a tendency to freak out before a big trip and to even not want to go, anymore. It is ok. You've done this process before. It will be awesome.
- "Shift your approach, breathe, and go smoothly."
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