It's Monday and I am in the HIGHEST OF SPIRITS.
Perche, you ask?!
Perche PARLO ITALIANO!
Or at least enough to get by! Hahaha.
First of all, I got my third Italian exam back (only one more left to go after this!) and I got NINETY NINE PERCENT BABY. 79/80. ROCKINNN
Second of all, I had to go to this package-mailing store to send my poor broken camera home to my mom (so that it will be fixed before I go to Guatemala in January). And I had been warned ahead of time that they don't really speak English. So I prepared the words I would need to know to tell them what I needed, hopped the Mini-Metro down to Fontivegge, and went to the store. I walked in, said BUONGIORNO with confidence (it's important to always do that when entering a shop/store of any kind in Italy!) and said "Devo spedire un pacco." (I need to send a package.) I had this written down, and had been practicing it before I got there. APPARENTLY I had a nice Italian accent when I said it, because he started speaking in Italian REAL quick as if he thought I was fluent in Italian. YEAH BABY. Of course I had no idea what he was saying, so in Italian I told him that I only spoke a little English, and together, me speaking as much Italian as possible and him inserting English words if I didn't entirely understand, we had a conversation and got my package sent! ACCOMPLISHMENT NUMBER ONE.
THEN, I was already at Fontivegge so I figured I would go grocery shopping at the big coop (in the center, where I live, there are only little tiny mom and pop groceries, whereas the big coop by the trainstation is more like a rainbow or cub, Italian style). I had plenty of time, so I wandered through the store, picking delicious groceries and looking at the different foods.When I went to pay, I spoke Italian to the cashier and AGAIN had a little conversation in only Italian. How cool.
On my way back home after getting off of the mini-metro, I walked past this lady selling handmade jewelry on the sidewalk. It was SO cute, and while I was looking at it her dog came over to see me, and he was the SWEETEST dog. And she was super friendly and let me pet her dog, and in Italian I asked her about her jewelry, bought some, etc.
So basically, today has been an AWESOME cultural day for Hannah. And I'm feeling WAY confident in my Italian at this point. Not in class, and not in full on conversations, but I like knowing that I can understand a lot of what people are saying and can get my message across. It's such a good feeling!
Perche, you ask?!
Perche PARLO ITALIANO!
Or at least enough to get by! Hahaha.
First of all, I got my third Italian exam back (only one more left to go after this!) and I got NINETY NINE PERCENT BABY. 79/80. ROCKINNN
Second of all, I had to go to this package-mailing store to send my poor broken camera home to my mom (so that it will be fixed before I go to Guatemala in January). And I had been warned ahead of time that they don't really speak English. So I prepared the words I would need to know to tell them what I needed, hopped the Mini-Metro down to Fontivegge, and went to the store. I walked in, said BUONGIORNO with confidence (it's important to always do that when entering a shop/store of any kind in Italy!) and said "Devo spedire un pacco." (I need to send a package.) I had this written down, and had been practicing it before I got there. APPARENTLY I had a nice Italian accent when I said it, because he started speaking in Italian REAL quick as if he thought I was fluent in Italian. YEAH BABY. Of course I had no idea what he was saying, so in Italian I told him that I only spoke a little English, and together, me speaking as much Italian as possible and him inserting English words if I didn't entirely understand, we had a conversation and got my package sent! ACCOMPLISHMENT NUMBER ONE.
THEN, I was already at Fontivegge so I figured I would go grocery shopping at the big coop (in the center, where I live, there are only little tiny mom and pop groceries, whereas the big coop by the trainstation is more like a rainbow or cub, Italian style). I had plenty of time, so I wandered through the store, picking delicious groceries and looking at the different foods.When I went to pay, I spoke Italian to the cashier and AGAIN had a little conversation in only Italian. How cool.
On my way back home after getting off of the mini-metro, I walked past this lady selling handmade jewelry on the sidewalk. It was SO cute, and while I was looking at it her dog came over to see me, and he was the SWEETEST dog. And she was super friendly and let me pet her dog, and in Italian I asked her about her jewelry, bought some, etc.
So basically, today has been an AWESOME cultural day for Hannah. And I'm feeling WAY confident in my Italian at this point. Not in class, and not in full on conversations, but I like knowing that I can understand a lot of what people are saying and can get my message across. It's such a good feeling!
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