A Girl in the World

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… and poured full sentences of Castellano out of my mouth!  Full sentences!  Out of MY mouth! Like mute babies who all of a sudden start talking out of the blue, I started pulling words out of the air to build sensical phrases on the spot. Like a storm, it all just came raining down.

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I don’t want to beat this language learning thing like a dead horse, but wow the little victories count for a lot. Last night, the boy’s mom was over for dinner and in one fell swoop I said, “Estoy cansada. Normalmente, no tengo clases los viernes, pero por la huelga de maestras en marzo, tenemos una clase hoy.”

I stopped and looked at the boy, our jaws hanging down to the floor in shock.  Did all of that just come out of my mouth, in real time?! I looked around to see if someone else could have said that out loud because that couldn’t have possibly been me, could it?!

We high-fived across the table like it was new year’s eve 1999. You cannot even imagine the elation.

We celebrated with milanesa de pollo delivery and a kilo bucket of ice cream. Reward systems are important. =)

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After writing about my demoralizing weekend of not being able to communicate with the boy’s family, I’ve received lots of great advice on how I can speed up my uptake of Castellano.  Everything from more dinners out (great!), more local TV watching and tandem language partnering!

I’ve decided that I’m going to look for the Spanish subtitled versions of Sex and the City (at least the subject matter will keep me interested and learning Spanish words for some of the things that come out of Samantha’s mouth will, at the very least, be memorable) and I’m going to purchase a box of flashcards so I can easily collect verbs.  Flashcards worked wonders in university when I was learning formulas, definitions and chemical elements.  My geeklette flashcards were so good, in fact, that people would nearly mug me at the library trying to steal them from me! Yes. Dorkness.

But what I’m most excited about trying is an idea my friend AV sent:  find an interesting Spanish music artist, purchase the CD and learn all of the songs.  Brilliant, right?  I used to be in choir.  I’m all about the singing.

Well, because I’m such a considerate and giving person, I asked the boy last night who his favourite Spanish artist is.  I figured I’d be merciful.  If he’s going to be dealing with my endless singing for the next few weeks maybe he should get a say in my choice of karaoke practice.  

And you know what he answered?

Riki Martin.  

Yes.  That’s Right.  

And I was like, “What?!  You want to hear me singing UNO, DOZ, TRES, LIVIN’ LA VIDA LOCA! all day long?!  Are you nuts?”

And then we thought of Shakira.  She’s cool, she’s hot, she’s a she wolf.  But I can’t be overly ambitious here.  The woman yodels.  And she does crazy things with her hips that I can’t do.  I think she’ll just make me feel more insecure ;)

So, we’re at a standstill.  Riki Martin and Shakira.  That’s the best we could come up with.  Pathetic, right?  

We need help.  Any suggestions?  Carlos Bauté?  Eros Ramazzotti? Sakis? OMG Sakis!  HE IS SO HOT!  Maria and I agreed we’d have his babies together!  But wait, he’s Greek.  I digress.

Advice, anyone?  ;)

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Feelin’ on fire today

April 20, 2010

Ever have days when you feel like you’re totally in the zone of what you’re doing?  You’re lost, you’re engaged, you’re excited.  Well, that’s me today.  Since 9 AM I’ve been motoring away at all sorts of things that were on my list of things to do and it feels good to be so productive.

Productivity and Creativity are interesting monsters.  Sometimes, days can go by with no sightings at all but on rare occasions I find just the right amount of inspiration, openness and excitement to summon their presence.  It’s as if my perspective is completely different on days like these.  How do I know?  

My tea tastes better because the mug I’m using has a fun cartoon printed on it.

It’s cloudy but oh my gosh so beautiful.

The TV can be blasting and I don’t hear it at all.  It’s tunnel vision, one-way, focus.

I get hyper excited over things like UI design and copy editing and all things tedious but important in product creation.

I write emails in Español for the fun of it and my grammar ends up being correct (by the way, after last night’s class, I’m feeling much better about my Spanish learning.  Nothing like the sheltered cocoon of school to boost the ego!)

There is evidence of excessive use of exclamation marks in the day’s writing (emails, blog posts, documents)!

I can’t sleep.  Because I’m so excited.  About nothing in particular.  Boo Yaa!

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We spent the weekend in Mar del Plata to visit the boy’s family.  We had home-cooked food, spent time by the sea and generally relaxed for three days.  But my oh my, what three days of pure frustration they were for me.

After 8 classes of Español para Extranjeros, I was feeling fantastic leaving Buenos Aires armed with what I thought was a battalion of new verbs and tenses with which to communicate.  I was WRONG.  Speaking in class and understanding the teacher is VERY different from speaking in real life and understanding people in real life.  Real life doesn’t speak as slowly or as clearly as my professors do.  Verbs don’t conjugate themselves as quickly or as easily in my head during real life.  And nobody is writing me simple tense letters in real life.  Real life español has been a real shock.  I am sad. =(

I don’t know who I was kidding when I thought I could jump into a school and learn Castellano via osmosis.  If I just sleep on the verb book, won’t it all just soak into my brain at night?!  And doesn’t eating Argentinian food – cooking it even! –  doesn’t that count for some form of mercy from the language gods?!  

Oh the pure frustration of hearing bits and pieces of a conversation and not being able to conjugate quickly enough to contribute!  So incredibly annoying!  I know I should look at it as more exciting, and new and fun, but really, I’m tired of not being able to contribute a normal sentence in a very normal conversation!!!

I need a new strategy and I need it fast.  Any advice on how I can learn more quickly?  As in, lightning fast quickly?!  

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Learning a new language is like stumbling through darkness to a destination not yet charted.  I know I’m going to get there at some point but where and how I’ll know, I have no idea.  Learning Spanish has been like a shot in the dark.  There’s a goal but I’m not quite sure exactly when I’ll know I’ve made it.

I’ve never been very good at languages.  I supposedly graduated from the French immersion program in high school but it was a big fat joke.  I don’t even know how I managed to write the book reports required of us.  What I do remember is reading the English version of the French novel and going from there.  Lazy, I know.

In London, I hired a private tutor.  He was from Spain, took his job as a tutor very seriously and within a few weeks fired me because I wasn’t taking my job as a student seriously enough.  That was the end of Spanish learning in London.

In November, while spending six weeks here in Buenos Aires, I was taught by another private tutor.  She was great and we became friends.  We became such good friends, in fact, that we talked more about our lives, our men and our hopes and dreams than verbs, conjugations and all things academic.

Today, I’m enrolled at the University of Buenos Aires.  And it’s amazing.  Though the pace of class isn’t that of a normal university course (I’m taking Spanish for Foreigners, which ensures that our class is a mixed bag of immigrants, party animals and people who are just hanging out not knowing what to do between lunch and dinner), we have proper homework and verbal exercises and (hopefully) quizzes.  The teacher does not speak a word of English and at first I thought this would be counterproductive.  I was wrong.  It’s amazing how much harder your mind will work when it feels like it’s drowning in misunderstanding.

It feels so good to learn something new again.  I’ve been on vacation for almost a year now.  My mind has relaxed and expanded, my perspective has grown and changed.  However, I’m starting to feel the itch of wanting to take on the next big challenge, the next new thing.  Human beings aren’t meant to be idle.  I think we all have an innate desire to grow, to change, to stretch ourselves.

I wish I’d done more of these learning courses while I was working.  Doing something fresh and different from the everyday grind is good for the mind.  What would I have taken on?  Let’s see…

… drawing classes

… a pastry course

… French for beginners

… jazz dance

… a sales course

… blacksmithing

… creative writing

What are you going to learn next?

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Spanish: lesson 2

April 8, 2010

A few more of my favourite words:


pesadilla (peh-sah-dee-shaa)

Nightmare.  Really?!  What a beautiful word for nightmare.


llover (show-vehr)

This is the verb for rain.  Rain is a verb!

yo lluevo. I rain.
vos lloves. You rain.
el llueve. It rains.
nosotros llovemos. We rain.
ellos lloven. They rain.

cuchillo (cooch-eee-shoh)

Knife.  This is very similar to the tagalog (Filipino) version which is cuchillio (cooch-eee-lee-yoh) but the Castellano version is much more fun to say.

And some of my favourite sentences (taken from my grade 1 level workbook):

Los loros repite todo lo que oyen.

Translation:  The parrots repeat all they hear.

Oyen here is pronounced oh-shen.  Ohshen ohshen ohshen!  Fun fun fun!

A la mañana yo siempre caliento el agua para hacer maté y despues me ducho rapidamente.

Translation:  In the morning I always heat water for maté and then I shower quickly.

Do you know how amazing it feels to read that sentence and know what it means?!  I comprehend!  I comprehend!  Yo entiendo!

And other fun things!

Breakfast, lunch and dinner are also verbs!  I breakfast, you breakfast, he breakfasts, we breakfast!

Que bueno!

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We spent the entire day yesterday trying to get me into Spanish for Foreigners at the University of Buenos Aires (UBA).  We trekked downtown, I took an oral and written exam, got a note from the ‘principal’ and then trekked all the way back into Palermo to attend class.  Phew!  So much walking and talking and planning but finally, I’m in school.  I’ve got homework and oral assignments and classmates and a teacher who refuses to speak a word of English.  We bought me a notebook and different coloured pens.  All I’m missing is the Spongebob lunchbox and the rolling Rainbow Bright backpack.  =)

I’m excited to be learning something new again.  The desire to ace everything, to perfect the material, to really learn this language is on fire.  I dream conjugations of regular and irregular verbs.  I speak broken Castellano every chance I get.  And it is so much fun!

I’ve been here a week and already I’m at a panic over how quickly these next two months will pass by.  Can’t time just stop for a few years while I play here and there?  =)  How lovely would that be?

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The next next generation

March 18, 2010

When it comes to technology, I consider myself quite tuned-in. I read my daily TechCrunch, Valleywag, Boing Boing and Engadget. I’m an early adopter of most online services and I get really really excited about stupid geeky things like A.I. apps, open-source CMS offerings and start-up camps.  But in my old age, I’m starting to realize that I’m pretty damn behind.

An evening hanging out with my 24 year-old brother reveals that I’m a gaming dumbass (I mean, is it really necessary to have 20+ buttons on a PS3 controller?!), that I pay way too much money for digital music, and that primetime TV is oh so yesterday (with vlogs, Netflix, Hulu and YouTube, apparently there is no need for a TV).  And even though all of this makes me feel like a dinosaur in the tech universe, I figure my brother’s ability to do 400 things online at once and his ability to find bespoke mixes by DJ Tiesto for free can be attributed to the fact that I think he’s got some form of ADD.  The kid is just plain strange (i.e. he collected collections as a child, and once, he nearly died under a snow pile trying to make an igloo from the inside out).  Compared to normal people, I’m not so behind.

But then enters Avni.  Avni is the most delicious thing on offer this side of the northern hemisphere.  Her cheeks are a perfect blob of puffy pink goodness.  Her eyes are so big she can pass as an anime cartoon.  And she is so smart it takes three adult university graduate homo sapiens to keep her from establishing a dictatorship in the household.  She can latin dance with the best of ‘em, creates beautiful table art with creative ingredients like yogurt, raisins and milk and she sings, improv style!  And as if all of this weren’t enough to whizz her past all rounds of college admissions, she is well-versed on the iPhone, YouTube and digital video capture.  She is two years old.

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While over at Avniland last night for dinner, I couldn’t contain my shock as she thumbed through her favourite nursery rhyme, walked me through her favourite videos and practiced her vocabulary with flashcards of things like asparagus, helicopter and goat (I don’t think I learned how to say asparagus until I was 20).  All on the iPhone.  I don’t even own an iPhone!

When a two-year-old looks at a laptop screen and touches it to see if she can turn the page, you know instantly that her world is a completely different universe from ours.  When she wants music, instead of an instrument, she turns to YouTube.  When you take a picture, she knows instantly to walk over and view herself on the camera’s LCD screen.  And she knows, from a pile of many, which file on the iPhone is her favourite dancing video.  She is two years old!  TWO!  Next thing you know she’ll be tweeting her favourite toddler app marketplace via her iPad.  This is like a scene from a futuristic movie that didn’t get off the ground because it’s already so dated.

How do you even keep up with a kid like this?!  As a parent, not only do you have to hone your negotiation skills (because raising a two year old, I’ve discovered, is like being in the longest deal negotiations meeting of all time), your parental instincts, your patience, your perseverance, manage your energy, and practice prioritization, you now must also be a tech guru!  You must be well-informed, prepared and aware of how technology will impact your darling little baby.  And lucky for my friends (Avni’s parents), they’re both in tech.  What about parents who aren’t interested or tech savvy as it is?  How do you raise a child three steps ahead of you in this space?  It’s like an illiterate parent teaching their child to read.  Is that even possible?

Though I know a lot of it has to do with exposure and the home environment, the idea of a two year-old navigating an iPhone isn’t such a radical concept these days.  But as someone in their twenties, not yet a mama, and a suffering technophilia, I tell you, actually seeing this happen in person is still a sight to behold.

This world is changing and it’s changing faster than ever.  One year ago nobody checked into Cafe del Dogge on foursquare, the Kindle was for early adopters and YouTube live streaming was the new hot thing.  Six months from now Twitter will be an old fad, Facebook will have taken over the world, and heck, Avni might even be president!

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Last night I was treated to a showing of Cirque’s Ovo, courtesy of a great friend who thought of me when a certain company decided to be nice to its employees by buying-out the entire show. Guests were invited.

Cirque is ridiculous. It’s the 2nd show I’ve seen (the other was ‘O’ in Vegas and that one made me cry it was so good) and this too left me feeling in awe. Here are a few life lessons learned from Cirque du Soleil:

  1. Impossible is just a word. I stole this sentence from a promo video playing in the refreshments area, but it’s true!  When you see a guy loose-rope hand-walking 30 feet above the stage, you realize that impossible is just a limitation that you give yourself.  I didn’t even think you could tight-rope walk with your feet!  RI.DIC.UL.OUS.
  2. Love your body. Cirque is so sensual.  It’s all about the body and movement and dance.  We don’t pay enough attention to our physical well-being.  Bodies, too, can be creative, pushed, taught, challenged.  We take it for granted that we have them.  Once in a while, we should don gorgeous costumes, put on beautiful make-up, blast fun music and just dance damnit! Just dance!
  3. Practice makes perfect. Have you ever seen a 10-person hip hop dance group perform off beat?  Well Cirque is the opposite.  Everyone is on-time and perfectly coordinated, which makes a world of difference in the perception of quality and expertise.
  4. Get a trampoline.

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Yesterday, I met a good friend and mentor for coffee.  We’ve been friends and somewhat colleagues for a little over a year now.  I did some consulting work for his company while in Buenos Aires last year.  After each of our pow-wows, he has always given me the same feedback.  He says, “Denise, you’re all over the place!”.  He says it in such an exasperated tone that sometimes I think I’ve offended him somehow.  =)  But he’s right.  There have always been so many places to see, so many ideas to try, so many things to learn.  From a professional and personal level, I can’t be tamed right now.  And I admit it.

These last 8 months of being free from corporate life have been very liberating for me.  The travel bug hit very early in the process and I ran around the globe devouring every nook and cranny of Africa, Italy, Argentina, the Philippines and Indonesia that I could find.  I felt like a caged bird, wanting so badly to just wander and be free.  Back then, I could not foresee a time when I wouldn’t want to be traveling.  It was just SO GOOD, SO FUN, SO NEW, SO EXCITING.  But you know what?  The desire for novel travel experiences does pass.  All things pass.  It’s one of the many lessons that I’ve learned during the last few years.  Everything – emotions, desires, lifestyles – all come and go in cycles.  And now, after eight months of living out of a backpack, I’m finally feeling the itch to rest my wings somewhere.  Unbelievable, I know!

But wait!  There’s a catch!

I want to rest my wings for a few months.  Not forever.  The idea of a one year permanence is already so hard to fathom.  To keep from freaking out about “the permanence of the future” I am giving myself a three month timeline.  I can handle three months staying put in one place.  And this time, instead of wishing I was somewhere else, wandering another continent, I’m ready for and craving the time to work on something I’m passionate about.  Monetizing my own projects has always been a pipe dream of mine and the theme this past year has been about making things happen.  Just doing it!  So, it’s time to turn the pipe dreams into reality.  The long term travel became a reality.  The language learning dream became a reality.  So now let’s see what other pipe dreams can manifest themselves in the real world.  =)

Whenever I have moments of panic about living such a vagabond life, I always remember a conversation that I had recently with my good friend JDC.  She has turned down promotions at the accounting firm that she’s working at and instead has taken 3 month leaves of absences over the last two years to travel Asia and South America.  She’s about to embark on another long term leave and when I asked her about it all, she said to me, “I have my whole life to climb the corporate ladder.  I’m giving myself another three years (until I’m 30) to see the world and do whatever I feel like doing before I have to go and be responsible.”  Amen to that Miss JDC.  I couldn’t agree more.

Here’s to the next adventure!

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