You Learn Me English?
Today my inner monologue started speaking in broken English. This was, needless to say, a bit of an incentive for me to start writing again. I’m thrilled I have lots of new friends but speaking in simple sentences all day has been wreaking havoc on my English skills! The first couple months I felt like a human thesaurus trying to come up with the simplest synonyms possible for words that I normally use in everyday speech. Now it’s getting worse than talking to children because you have to speak really slow, too. I also find it amusing how so many people find it difficult to understand an American accent. It’s actually gotten to the point where I now automatically introduce myself as “Nee-cole” because otherwise it takes people like 5 tries to get what I’m saying! Soon I’ll be talking like a Brit so I won’t have to repeat myself at all.
While it’s been a struggle at times, I have found that I absolutely love teaching people English and, in turn, learning bits and pieces of many different languages from them. So I guess that means I’m in the right field and in the right place. I’m beginning to feel very comfortable here in this new lifestyle. It was never much of a culture shock in the first place but now I don’t really feel uncomfortable in any situation and I already feel like I’ve lived here for years (with the exception of not speaking the language fluently). If I could just somehow get rid of my roommate, my life would be pretty close to perfect!
