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?
