Today was an incredible lesson in luck. Which, I guess I need to clarify how I view ‘luck’ before I explain. I’m not sure if the idea of luck truly exists in the mind of an optimist because why would one be so surprised when things work out for the best? I guess what I’m saying is, to me, incidents of luck are simply reminders that the world is NOT out to get you.
So, with that small philosophy lesson under our belts, today I was very lucky. Today, I was moved down a level in Spanish. Am I still swimming in the enormous oceana de espanol? Yes, and I will be for the next three months. However, I am no longer drowning and my brain is no longer spontaneously combusting at 9:05 every morning Monday- Friday (yes, I know, I’m dramatic). This is a miracle.
Now, over the last three days all I have done is eat, sleep and breathe Spanish vocabulary and grammar. However, just as my peripheral vision began to degrade, I was reminded that tomorrow will be my first day at VAMOS, a public school and my future service-learning site. Then, I attended our first class on current events here in Mexico. It was so interesting, and at the end of it all I had a thought: “Learning the language here is just part of a bigger picture.” And it was at this moment I discovered a hidden reservoir of motivation.
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