Showing posts with label Spanish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spanish. Show all posts

Monday, February 3, 2014

Language Blunder...

Learning a new language is always difficult, frustrating, tear jerking, heart wrenching, brain draining and let's face it- during the learning process we have all wished for a magical button in the middle of your forehead that you could just push and...Ta Da!!! Know it all!

But then when standing in the grocery store and a sweet old lady with fading eye sight walks up to you asking you to compare ingredients on the back of two packages of cheese and let her also know the serving sizes of each- well by george! I think things are starting to click! Ha! You knew what she just said!!! But then refraining from the happy dance you politely use the third person and a thick accent and butcher your way through the questions she asked, I think just leaving her a little more confused in the process- but hey you gave this lady her laugh for the day! Just another day of language learning!

In Spain for less than 24 hours and eating a Thanksgiving dinner.
When my hunny and I first arrived in Spain we were in state of knowing what I refer to as negative zero Spanish... We had spent the last three years of our life cramming in the Modern Greek language and suddenly we were transported to another land where we understood nothing and upon opening our mouth only Greek would come out. However, we were not without kind colleagues who graciously extended an invitation to a belated Thanksgiving dinner with some of their Spanish friends. So there we were surrounded by about 35 sweet Spaniards, us not having been in the country more than 24 hours yet, my brain fried, my tummy all confused when suddenly we were put on the spot. "Summer would you like to share anything you are thankful for?" I stood up in front of the crowd and rattled off a few items finishing with "and I am so grateful to have a super hot husband!" Then I heard the translating go on and finish with "y Greg es un hombre magnifico" what???? So I stood back up and said "no 'magnifico' Muuuuuuy Caliente!" the crowd roared with laughter, my back was being pounded on by a very entertained table mate and I looked toward my hunny with confusion in my eyes... My very amused, English speaking table mate looked at me and after thanking me for livening up the party, asked if I knew what  I had said. Nope! Well long story short- I told a whole crowd of people that I was thankful for a veeeery horny husband!

Thursday, January 30, 2014

Can you understand me yet?

So I know I haven't really introduced myself to all of you but I figure you'll get to know me pretty quickly- I typically struggle with filtering, as in I really don't have one! So stick around and you'll probably learn a bit more than you wanted about me...

I am in my 28th week of pregnancy right now with my first baby and like any other crazy, hormonal, big bellied mama-to-be I have had my share of uncomfortable symptoms and unfulfilled cravings. What makes my situation "unique" is that I am an American currently living and working in Northern Spain, making some of the daily pregnancy encounters a bit of an "adventure." By the word "adventure" I mean at times frustrating, hysterical, ridiculous, tear-inducing or just down right confusing.
My sweet little guy!

For example, communicating with the doctor- sounds simple enough, right? Well when you have six months of Spanish lessons under your belt, zero medical vocabulary and a billion questions about all of the crazy changes that are taking place in your body... Welllll, lets just say it makes things...interesting. I like to stop and reflect after a particularly difficult appointment what our interactions must sound like to an observer. I think it would go something like this:
Doctor: "Ok Summer, everything is looking just fine, do you have any questions."
Me: "Yes, I not sleep. I no comfortable. Me belt hurt me in night."
Doctor: "Belt?"
Me (While pointing to my hips): "Here, it hurt here."
Doctor: "Yes, that's normal. Don't worry about that, any other questions?"
Me: "There are breast classes, classes to learn me to eat my baby?"
Doctor: "Yes- let me give you information about breast feeding classes..."

And on and on we go- How this man manages not to pull out his hair or die laughing is beyond me!