In theory, I’m really blessed in the offering of a new language recently. If I have been speaking to my Mom about my relationship, the end does tend to tie up nicely with, “How’s that Spanish coming along?”
It’s… not, to be honest. I have to conjure up a lot more discipline for myself than what I have currently. [And I was so damn gung-ho.] What has stopped me lately is the metaphor “taking it to the next level.”
This is exemplified with the janitor in our department that is completely enthused about my learning Spanish and my autentico novio who she likes to ask about. We ask each other every day how we are, and by god, I can say, “Muy bien” with astounding certainty. I even can play nice and give apt descriptions for my state – tired (cansada), there is lots of work (mucho trabajo), look! – snow! (mire!…snow!) – the thing is, I want to have other conversations with her and then realize I need to focus on the asking words. I think I asked her how much her children were the other day when I meant to ask how old they are. *hides*
But, I am toying with discipline and I told this to GS.
We were walking in the mall when I had a giddy flash of insight. “How about I decide on a goal for a mini-conversation that I can have with you at the end of a week? Something I can research vocabulary for and figure out the needed questions…anticipate your questions…maybe?” I trailed off a bit.
“That’s actually a great idea.”
“Yay!” A pause from me, “So what kind of topic?”
He turned his body toward me mid-stride and continued to walk, “You know what I’d like to know about and don’t really? American history. Tell me about American history.”
“American history…what part of American history?” I said slowly.
“All of it!” He waved his hands gleefully.
“That is crazy broad! Holy moly. Like, I’m supposed to research how to say the emancipation of slavery?” He grins at me. “La emancipación de la esclavitud.” I sigh and stretch my arms over my head and tell him that we have to narrow this topic down a bit. We walk silently and I ask again what topic.
“Lightbulbs,” he says without hesitation.
I glance over at him, “I will give you the best damn conversation about lightbulbs ever.”