Alright! Hi there, and welcome! I’m glad you’re here giving this strange, very amateur blog a chance. Now, you’re probably wondering what all my fuss is surrounding this “Spanish Project.”
Honestly, so am I. It is still very much a work in progress – It being a project after all. And I am writing this just as lost as you are reading it, hoping somewhere along the way, I’ll find my footpath…Or rather leave one behind.
And so, what is the idea or plan for The Spanish Project?
To put it simply, I want to learn Spanish. Not just duolingo terms and basic conversation. But actually become a fluent speaker.
Now that I am older, I think it is very important to learn a second language, to bridge a gap, remove barriers and to expand my perception of how I see the world.
When I was in Thailand, I realized that everyone I was volunteering with, knew more than one language, opposed to me – not quite an American, but a Canadian – only spoke English. I grew up with the mentality, that I’d never ‘need’ this ability and that English would suffice. And it has, you can find English speakers anywhere you go in the world, but I find that this limits not only your thinking, but potential opportunities.
The famous social rights activist, Nelson Mandela said ‘If you talk to a man in a language he understands, that goes to his head. If you talk to him in his language, that goes to his heart.’
And how true that statement is. The willingness to connect is something the world tends to lack, there is no bridge for anyone not willing to cross over it.
Well, I have always found the language to be deeply alluring and beautiful. But my inspiration to actually learn it, started two summers ago, when a friend and I vacationed in Cancun for a week. We met a girl named Marci, and quickly became amigo’s.
I remember all three of us – Plus some good looking German, I forgot the name of – sitting on the beach late at night, watching the waves come in. We all shared our ideas and plans for life, I’m sure thinking we were being all philosophical at the time.
Somewhere along the way, I told a joke about the very thing we were surrounded by, and Marci Mistook my odd pronunciation of the joke with the Spanish word for Watermelon – Sandia. That was truly the first word I had learnt in Spanish besides, hola and como estas. For the rest of the trip, I was practicing my rolling r’s and any swear word Marci could trust me with – I’m sure irritating anyone in close vicinity.
All jokes aside, that trip still holds a place in my heart, and inspired me to learn the beautiful Latin language of Spanish.
What better way to learn a language than have the locals teach you first hand, Aka Immersion. And that is exactly what I plan on doing! …sort of. I haven’t figured out the exact logistics. I just know that I am going back to Mexico! My plan, needs a bit more work. But that is exactly what this is, a project. And writing about it will be my outlet, hopefully learning something along the way.
Bottom line, I want to live a captivating life, and instead of learning Spanish from the comfort of a couch, I’d so rather be immersed in Mexican culture and get to know the people that speak this beautiful language.
And so What is the Spanish Project?
It will be a documented journal of my life learning Spanish, and my attempt of making it down to Mexico…
Amigo – Friend
Sandia – Watermelon
Hola – Hello
Como estas – How are you