Today sped by at the speed of light. I went to work and to the gym after, and my mission to get my booty in shape continues with mild success.
I want to stop and write about what happened to me today though.
While in conversation at work, I found myself not understanding a question asked of me, and automatically wanting to respond "como?" instead of "what?" It took some mental effort to get my tongue to spit out the English response, because my brain was in Spanish mode.
At another point later in the day, some co-workers and I were discussing cranberries and sugar beets. For the life of me, I couldn't remember what sugar beets were, because in my head I know them as "remolacha" and nothing else! I could picture the object in my head, but attached to it was the Spanish word, and the English word just got stuck somewhere between my eyebrows.
Again during the day, instead of saying "i'm sorry" I found myself saying "lo siento" and then quickly correcting myself...again, responding in the wrong language. Shouldn't I be switched back over by now?
Though I find this to be potentially embarrassing, it just goes to show how deeply ingrained the Spanish language as become for me. Initially I was afraid that returning to the USA I would lose what fluency I had, but two weeks in and I am still doing ok!
I am partially relieved. Also very encouraged, to keep speaking to my mom in Spanish and in general speak in Spanish whenever possible. Now if I could only get my languages sorted out for the right people in the right situations...maybe I could say I am bilingual.
Pura Vida!
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