Man alive! This undertaking is no joke.
I know in my heart that I will get there someday; there isn't a doubt in my mind. What's unfortunate is that this knowledge does nothing to prevent the days of now and then feeling overwhelmed by how vast the language is and how slow progress feels.
Academia de Espanol Guacamaya.
Guacamaya is the language school I enrolled in during the summer when I decided to move to town three weeks early for some focused Spanish study. My teacher became a friend, and now we still meet on weekends for a language exchange - one hour of Spanish practice for me, followed by an hour of English practice for her.
There's a phrase I can hear echoing in my head from the July morning when I was feeling discouraged during my Spanish lesson. "Poco a poco," said my teacher. She was telling me that the language is acquired "little by little." And she was right. Progress is the goal every day - not instant perfection.
And the words I added to the teacher's sentiment during that conversation: "Paciencia y fe!" I know patience and faith will be of use to me on the journey of progressing a little at a time.
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