whoops, blame facebook. it's just so instant and easy and accessible.
i'm getting rather acquainted and comfortable in brasil. already thinking about how to return as quickly as possible. there's something about this experience that i can't put my finger on, but it knows exactly what my soul longs for and fills the air with it. i've met so many spectacular people and gotten to know them, chatted with acquaintances and strangers alike freely, with a fierce wanting to learn the language through experience- successful and successless. (side note- i just pondered why there weren't any root-related adjectives for the noun failure. i mean, success is a noun and the adjective you just a little somethin' and bang! adjective.. but not for failure? i'm sorry failure, in the english language- you're an exception) <----i'll allow you one joke for that, i get it.
i knew from taking my first language classes in middle/high school that i liked learning about language-syntax, grammar, and the relations between them. (honestly, i learned more about english grammar through other languages than in any english class) but i think that from hearing my fathers family talking in italian/spanish, i developed an ear for the music of other languages(from pappy singing downstairs too) and with a way for replicating sounds i hear (PAPAGAIA)- i've taken to other languages very well. and this experience, complete submersion in a language that i only have 5 months worth of vocabulary and basic grammer (most of it so close to spanish that the transition was nearly seamless, though)- has been so challenging and EXHILARATING! i'm talking more than i do in the US- maybe english is just too easy for me =p. i find making the correlations and associations exciting. so much so that i've looked into how to get certified to teach english- maybe when i'm here or upon a return =]
music for my ears during this song provided by alexandre bicudo and his band, mallavoodoo. he is a recife-local guitarist that i've heard at monday blues sessions in recife antigo at (some bar i can't remember the name of right now, but it's on rua de bom jesus- literal translation "good jesus street"). thanks to a fine bassist, thiago, i know his name.
ate então- bjs (which doesn't mean what you think, americans =p)
nicoletta
