Today, my brain broke. Truly, I think there is still gooey pieces in the classroom at Cemanahuac. Learning a language is a wonderful challenge, being in a different country is an exhilarating experience, being in a Spanish class about 3 years more advanced then yourself…hard as hell. So, let’s just say the morning was rough.
However, around 4:00 pm, the clouds broke and a shimmer of hope came gleaming down in the form of a man named Tim, aka Teapot. Tim is guy who graduated from the U of M about 3 years ago and came to Cemanhuac to at first feel the exact way I did: completely lost, scared of failure and sun burnt. However, back to the “hope” part, Tim made it. NO, he didn’t just make it, he now returns every year to work with the program VAMOS (the program I’ll start working with on Thursday). Basically, he not only got me, he reassured me, and he decided to break the rules and speak English to me. Bless his soul.
For tomorrow, esta chica tiene tres diccionarios para ayudar:)
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