So, to my great delight, I've found that I can cope with life in Spanish, and a little more easily than I'd expected. I think my time in France has helped for 2 reasons:
- I'm now not so threatened by being thrown into a situation where I'm not really familiar with the language, and I realise that - even if it's not quite right - people will probably understand.
- There are so many similar words that sometimes I can guess from French. Win!
That said, sometimes I feel like I need to make a sign which says 'I may not be talking much but, trust me, I'm listening to everything!' Jeje. When Spaniards get chatting in groups, I vaguely follow... most of the time.
At the moment, I'm setting up a couple of language exchanges (since I spend so much time speaking English with the other auxiliares, and a lot of Spanish people want to practise their English), and (very, very slowly) reading a novel in Spanish. Plus trying to watch tv in Spanish, with Spanish subtitles. Last night, we watched the Lion King (El Rey Leon). That was fun, 'cos even the songs are translated!
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