Best and worst moments
It is pouring down rain right now. I love the sound, I love when it drowns me out when I'm trying to talk, so I have to give up thinking I have something to say. Loud rain keeps it real, you only try to talk when you really mean it, because it takes extra effort. Loud rain keeps the green more green here. There are so many puddles! And tomorrow I will see if I can take pictures of the mini mirrors in all the streets.
I went to church today, and felt like an idiot again. It's just weird to go from the person who is teaching, to being the person who un-teachable. This language barrier is cramping my style, man. I was so frustrated. Learning words on an app is not the same as people rattling words off, while I try to make sense of where one starts and the next one ends. Details can be important. Mostly I should be laughing at myself, but only when I'm not annoyed. And then it hit me, that it's my own dang fault, and obviously I'm not trying hard enough. Geez. So now I'm just mad at myself. That was my worst moment of realization. Harder than sitting through 3 hours of incomprehension.
Here's my best moment. And I had forgotten all about it until I was listening to The Beatles trying to cheer myself up. (Yellow Submarine will do that). I remembered a catchy tune from Simon and Garfunkel, I used to listen to those guys as a teenager, with my head between 2 speakers that were 2 feet tall. Now I have little ear buds... Time are a changing. The catchy tune was "Cecilia". I don't know how to link it here, so if you want to listen to it, just go to youtube and type it in. But here's my whacky moment of the day. My impossible moment that is so completely random.
There is a guy at church who speaks a little English, and he is introducing us to his mother. And he says her name is Cecilia, only it's hard to understand his accent. So he says "Cecilia" along to how it's sung by Simon and Garfunkel. He kind of hums some more. Ron says, keep singing. So I sing with the guy, "Cecilia, you're breaking my heart". And then he stops, maybe he's not sure what comes next. So I keep going: "you're shaking my confidence daily". Then I stop. Because now it's awkward. In fact, then I start to remember how the rest of the song goes. And I just pray no one else does. But that one moment of singing 1 line with this older guy at church, that was priceless. For everything else, there's Visa. Right? Something like that. We all just laughed, though.
The moral of the story is, keep your chin up, and remember the good with the bad. And keep trying. So I will keep trying. I thought because I once spoke French pretty good, that this Spanish thing would be a breeze. Except it's not. I'm not an over-achiever like Ron, but I'm going to channel him, and get this Spanish thing fixed. Because I go to church and I feel broken. They have discussions in classes you know, and someone says something, and they all laugh. Except me. Arg. After the 3rd hour, it starts to mess with my mind a little, you know? I'm currently looking for a 3 year old to make friends with, so I can fun while learning. I have a lot to learn from a 3 year old.
Okay, I'm going back to listening to the pounding rain again.
I went to church today, and felt like an idiot again. It's just weird to go from the person who is teaching, to being the person who un-teachable. This language barrier is cramping my style, man. I was so frustrated. Learning words on an app is not the same as people rattling words off, while I try to make sense of where one starts and the next one ends. Details can be important. Mostly I should be laughing at myself, but only when I'm not annoyed. And then it hit me, that it's my own dang fault, and obviously I'm not trying hard enough. Geez. So now I'm just mad at myself. That was my worst moment of realization. Harder than sitting through 3 hours of incomprehension.
Here's my best moment. And I had forgotten all about it until I was listening to The Beatles trying to cheer myself up. (Yellow Submarine will do that). I remembered a catchy tune from Simon and Garfunkel, I used to listen to those guys as a teenager, with my head between 2 speakers that were 2 feet tall. Now I have little ear buds... Time are a changing. The catchy tune was "Cecilia". I don't know how to link it here, so if you want to listen to it, just go to youtube and type it in. But here's my whacky moment of the day. My impossible moment that is so completely random.
There is a guy at church who speaks a little English, and he is introducing us to his mother. And he says her name is Cecilia, only it's hard to understand his accent. So he says "Cecilia" along to how it's sung by Simon and Garfunkel. He kind of hums some more. Ron says, keep singing. So I sing with the guy, "Cecilia, you're breaking my heart". And then he stops, maybe he's not sure what comes next. So I keep going: "you're shaking my confidence daily". Then I stop. Because now it's awkward. In fact, then I start to remember how the rest of the song goes. And I just pray no one else does. But that one moment of singing 1 line with this older guy at church, that was priceless. For everything else, there's Visa. Right? Something like that. We all just laughed, though.
The moral of the story is, keep your chin up, and remember the good with the bad. And keep trying. So I will keep trying. I thought because I once spoke French pretty good, that this Spanish thing would be a breeze. Except it's not. I'm not an over-achiever like Ron, but I'm going to channel him, and get this Spanish thing fixed. Because I go to church and I feel broken. They have discussions in classes you know, and someone says something, and they all laugh. Except me. Arg. After the 3rd hour, it starts to mess with my mind a little, you know? I'm currently looking for a 3 year old to make friends with, so I can fun while learning. I have a lot to learn from a 3 year old.
Okay, I'm going back to listening to the pounding rain again.
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