Math in Spanish
Just a few weeks ago, I had an
interesting conversation on the phone with my husband. He had called
me one morning as I was getting to school. I wasn't expecting the
topic to be math; we rarely even make mention of it but since he uses
sometimes in his work, it wasn't so surprising. The conversation
went something like this:
¿Recuerdas
la fórmula para un
triángulo cuadrado?
¿A
al cuadrado más b al
cuadrado igual a c al cuadrado?
Si. Ya tengo el lado más
largo es 5 y uno de los otros lados es 3. ¿De
cuánto tiene que ser el
otro lado?
I did the math in my head in English
and Spanish, double checking myself. Then realizing the number he
was looking for, 4, I told him back in Spanish.
Cuatro. Tres al cuadrado más cuatro al cuadrado iguala a cinco al cuadrado.
Nueve más
16 iguala a 25.
I'm not that good at doing math in my
head in any language and I had never done any in Spanish. But I got
him the answer and felt satisfied that I used Spanish for something
other than the usual conversations that I have day to day. I'm just
glad that the numbers involved in this problem were not fractions or
decimals. In that case I wouldn't have been able to solve it so
easily!
Showing posts with label vocabulary. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vocabulary. Show all posts
Thursday, April 10, 2014
Monday, December 23, 2013
Learning Vocabulary: My Personal Dictionary Project
I once asked a non-native colleague about expanding one’s
own vocabulary. She expressed a certain
frustration as she commented that it is a never-ending challenge and for this
very reason she enjoyed grammar because it was from her perspective, a more
finite system that could eventually be mastered whereas vocabulary, beyond the
high and mid-frequency words that you are likely to come across in general
reading, the rest, low-frequency words or those limited to specific fields, are
more difficult to learn. Her point was
well taken. Although I no longer am
particularly interested in grammar, (read more about how I learned Spanish here), we agreed that acquiring vocabulary beyond the
words needed for most everyday conversations can sometimes be frustrating. Her comments prompted me to share with her my
personal dictionary project which I had begun not long after graduate school.
This project originated with the realization that I was
lacking vocabulary which started in my first college Spanish literature class. I was
already very comfortable with grammar, conversation, understanding the
professor’s lectures and speakers on the radio (DJ’s, commercials, news). So when I made it to literature, I naively
accepted this new challenge as a way to learn more language in general,
specifically vocabulary.
The first selection we had to read was from the 18th
century about scientific discovery in Spain.
I could only understand about 50% and had to look up most
of the rest because little was guessable from context. It was up to us to figure out the
meaning. Of the 20 students in the
class, 75% were native speakers. There
was little incentive for the professor to give us non-natives any assistance. So, I looked up words and wrote the
translations on the pages. It was
time-consuming so I did what my classmates suggested and read without a
dictionary and tried to guess meanings from context. That was frustrating too because really there
wasn’t enough to support contextualized guessing and overall it seemed
imprecise and inefficient. What I
sometimes thought a word meant was at best, only a vague and superficial
understanding of it, not to mention its other uses, register or collocations
(natural combinations with other words that form common or accepted
phrasings).
As I continued with this approach, it got easier. The more I read of a particular author, I became more familiar with certain
vocabulary he or she tended to use. For
example, I learned the word “talante” (will) from reading different works by
Unamuno because it came up repeatedly in many of his writings dealing with
conflicts between faith and doubt. Read more about this experience here.
My last two years
of university went on like this-looking up words as I needed to in order to
understand a piece of literature. I know I acquired some incidental vocabulary,
at least for reading some literary texts but it was quite random and what’s
more a lot didn’t stay with me not only because most of the time I only had one
encounter with a particular word but also because I didn’t do anything with them beyond mere recognition. During the two years between college and
graduate school I continued to acquire vocabulary (individual words and
phrases) as I had done before studying literature- mostly listening to radio
(talk shows, news, songs), some TV (this was before the internet and wide
availability of Spanish-language stations on cable) and interacting with people
in different situations (friends, boyfriends, people in the community).
Graduate school was mostly more of the same but a bit
easier because my vocabulary had grown and I had became a better reader. Now I was focusing on deliberately learning
new words I found myself needing in writing, particularly synonyms. I relied a lot on a Spanish thesaurus I had
bought just before school started and on my experience listening to the
language to feel how natural a phrase or sentence sounded. Both during grad school and just after when I
went to live in Puerto Rico, I found myself in situations needing and not
knowing how to say words like hose, handle, slice, bucket. Read more about this here.
The project
Dissatisfied with the gaps left in my vocabulary, I
decided to pull out all the stops in an effort to immerse myself once again in
learning more vocabulary. By vocabulary
I don’t necessarily mean individual words but rather anything other than
grammar itself. I began reading newspapers and magazines and
writing down any word or phrase that wasn’t part of my active vocabulary even cognates
or things I could easily recognize the meaning of. I’d also write the sentence in which I found
the word or phrase to remember the context or the other words that it combined
with. After several months I had
gathered a couple of legal pads filled with words. From time to time I’d look over what I had
accumulated; this was my only “study” of these items. Nonetheless, it helped me remember many of
them. I also continued listening to a
talk station and music on the radio for several hours a week. About every month or two I’d go to Miami for
a weekend to stay with my dad where I‘d spend time studying and collecting more
vocabulary. Read more about my bilingual weekends in Miami here. There I had more access to
Spanish-language materials and TV and radio.
I’d rent videos of American movies with Spanish subtitles (especially
those with a technical or legal theme), read the white and yellow pages (which
were bilingual), read El Nuevo Herald (including advertisements), and county
documents my dad received that were bilingual or trilingual (Haitian Creole is
the 3rd language). My dad and
other family members would also give me bilingual owner’s manuals for anything
they bought. All of these materials were
very helpful in learning practical but also more specific vocabulary. After I had filled several legal pads with
words, I found reviewing them problematic. Since there was no order to these pages I had
created, I began categorizing the words by topic in order to be able to look up
an item that I recalled seeing but couldn’t remember. So far, I only had random words. I had begun to broaden my lexical base but it
was still full of holes. Why wasn’t
reading as effective as I thought it would be?
In analyzing this process of acquiring vocabulary I realized I was only
picking up what others happen to write.
If I kept doing this I’d forever be dependent on what other people wanted
to say. Although I was reading what I
could about the most practical things for me, it always seemed that I still was
missing words I thought I needed and didn’t come up in reading. The solution was to decide what I
wanted to learn and purposefully look for it.
It was difficult before the internet but at least I was focusing on what
I was missing. In an effort to
compensate for not having primary education in Spanish, as well as to round out
commonly taught semantic fields like colors, sports, professions and family, I created
some 175 categories to include ones such as names (popular and historical), car
parts, tools, math phrases, geographical terms, countries and
nationalities. This last one I
researched as much as I could and ended up with about 8 pages of them.
No doubt a lot of people maintain lists of new vocabulary
words or create their own personal dictionary at different stages of learning
but perhaps one difference is the scope that I intended it to be. It’s still a work in progress but no longer
encyclopedic. However, I have been able
to actually to use it to look up words I couldn’t find in a conventional
dictionary or vocabulary book. Through this project I significantly increased
my active vocabulary which I feel helped me reach a higher level of
proficiency. Do you have a story about increasing your
vocabulary? Please share it in the comments section below.
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
An Adventure in Circumlocution
For how long have you ever sustained a conversation in Spanish (or your second language)? I had never thought about this until more than 20 years ago when I found myself in a day-long marathon of a conversation. How I ended up in that situation is a story in itself.
A couple of years after college and less than a year before I started grad school I heard an ad on the only Spanish-language radio station in the area announcing they were looking for bilingual sales reps for the station. Now, I had no interest in actually doing any selling, nor am I any good at it, in any language, but did that stop me? Goodness no. What did interest me was this open invitation to speak Spanish in a non-social setting, so I went. At the designated time I arrived at the station and there was instructed to wait until called to the meeting. There were few people there in the waiting area but one, a large man was speaking Spanish with a lady who worked there. As I listened I was struck by his accent, surely Venezuelan. It was an intuitive reaction, perhaps wishful thinking since just 3 years earlier I had been there to visit my then boyfriend/fiance. Compelled to speak up, I went over to him and asked in a natural tone that showed an intent to bond with him, “ ¿Tú habla' e'pañol?” followed by “¿De dónde ere'?” purposely dropping my s's. My 'presentimiento' was right. He was from Venezuela and as it turned out, from the same city as my former boyfriend where I had spent 2 weeks. We talked up a storm about his country giving me a chance to not only reminisce with him about local culture and geography but also to feel more like 'su paisana' than simply a non-native speaker who can communicate and happened to have been to an area tourists don't usually frequent. We hit it off and I offered to show him around town the following week since he had just moved here and didn't speak English.
After about 5 or 10 minutes, we were called to a conference room for what I thought was a group interview. Actually it was more of a meeting to inform us about what the job would entail. It seemed there were no real requirements and it would be commision only all of which made it less appealing even to just listen to in Spanish. I got bored very quickly and my blood sugar was dropping and so I had my excuse to duck out of there. I was ready to leave anyhow because I had already gotten what I came for.
A week later, my new friend and I got in touch and agreed to meet for a tour of the city. We started out in the morning around 9. I had been looking forward to it since I had mentioned the idea to him. I began by giving some background about the area and its general demographics and features of the area. So far so good, even though I found that I had to circumlocute (talking your way around the vocabulary you don't know by using what you do know) more words than I expected, —until about 20 minutes into the conversation when my lack of precise vocabulary and constant circumlocution literally had me out of breath. I started hyperventilating. I had to stop talking and roll down the window, take some deep breaths and relax some 15 to 20 minutes before I could resume my informal and spontaneous presentation. When I did, I resigned myself to the fact that I would be spending the rest of the day circumlocuting and prepared myself psychologically for it. However, my confidence in being able to describe my city had eroded away so I gave up on the idea that my vocabulary was broad enough for this day-long task. By the end of the day, I felt that although I had ran a linguistic marathon, I had gained a type of stamina and confidence to make it through a day without tiring from circumlocution.
A couple of years after college and less than a year before I started grad school I heard an ad on the only Spanish-language radio station in the area announcing they were looking for bilingual sales reps for the station. Now, I had no interest in actually doing any selling, nor am I any good at it, in any language, but did that stop me? Goodness no. What did interest me was this open invitation to speak Spanish in a non-social setting, so I went. At the designated time I arrived at the station and there was instructed to wait until called to the meeting. There were few people there in the waiting area but one, a large man was speaking Spanish with a lady who worked there. As I listened I was struck by his accent, surely Venezuelan. It was an intuitive reaction, perhaps wishful thinking since just 3 years earlier I had been there to visit my then boyfriend/fiance. Compelled to speak up, I went over to him and asked in a natural tone that showed an intent to bond with him, “ ¿Tú habla' e'pañol?” followed by “¿De dónde ere'?” purposely dropping my s's. My 'presentimiento' was right. He was from Venezuela and as it turned out, from the same city as my former boyfriend where I had spent 2 weeks. We talked up a storm about his country giving me a chance to not only reminisce with him about local culture and geography but also to feel more like 'su paisana' than simply a non-native speaker who can communicate and happened to have been to an area tourists don't usually frequent. We hit it off and I offered to show him around town the following week since he had just moved here and didn't speak English.
After about 5 or 10 minutes, we were called to a conference room for what I thought was a group interview. Actually it was more of a meeting to inform us about what the job would entail. It seemed there were no real requirements and it would be commision only all of which made it less appealing even to just listen to in Spanish. I got bored very quickly and my blood sugar was dropping and so I had my excuse to duck out of there. I was ready to leave anyhow because I had already gotten what I came for.
A week later, my new friend and I got in touch and agreed to meet for a tour of the city. We started out in the morning around 9. I had been looking forward to it since I had mentioned the idea to him. I began by giving some background about the area and its general demographics and features of the area. So far so good, even though I found that I had to circumlocute (talking your way around the vocabulary you don't know by using what you do know) more words than I expected, —until about 20 minutes into the conversation when my lack of precise vocabulary and constant circumlocution literally had me out of breath. I started hyperventilating. I had to stop talking and roll down the window, take some deep breaths and relax some 15 to 20 minutes before I could resume my informal and spontaneous presentation. When I did, I resigned myself to the fact that I would be spending the rest of the day circumlocuting and prepared myself psychologically for it. However, my confidence in being able to describe my city had eroded away so I gave up on the idea that my vocabulary was broad enough for this day-long task. By the end of the day, I felt that although I had ran a linguistic marathon, I had gained a type of stamina and confidence to make it through a day without tiring from circumlocution.
Labels:
Interacting in Spanish,
proficiency,
vocabulary
Sunday, February 19, 2012
What is Your Level?
If you’re interested in getting practice in listening and reading and getting an idea about your level in those skills at the same time, check out GLOSS . I have used this page personally and have recommended it to others who are learning or perfecting their skills in the languages available there.
This link will take you to the site’s main page where you can choose the language you are working on, the level you’re at or trying to reach, then click on “Search Lessons”. From there you can select one to start on. Each lesson takes about an hour and except for any writing assignments as a final activity for a lesson, there is feedback available when you click on “Check Answers”. What level should you start at? This site is from the Defense Language Institute and uses the government’s ILR scale. You can read the level descriptors for listening here. If you think you might be at level 2, for example, you could try out the lessons for that level. If you get most or all the answers right on a variety of lessons for that level, you are likely at that level. But if you only get answers right about half the time you’re probably at level 1+ for the modality (listening or reading) that you worked on. Regardless of the level you're trying to reach, you're sure to find the activities challenging.
I hope that the GLOSS site will be a valuable resource to all those who use it.
This link will take you to the site’s main page where you can choose the language you are working on, the level you’re at or trying to reach, then click on “Search Lessons”. From there you can select one to start on. Each lesson takes about an hour and except for any writing assignments as a final activity for a lesson, there is feedback available when you click on “Check Answers”. What level should you start at? This site is from the Defense Language Institute and uses the government’s ILR scale. You can read the level descriptors for listening here. If you think you might be at level 2, for example, you could try out the lessons for that level. If you get most or all the answers right on a variety of lessons for that level, you are likely at that level. But if you only get answers right about half the time you’re probably at level 1+ for the modality (listening or reading) that you worked on. Regardless of the level you're trying to reach, you're sure to find the activities challenging.
I hope that the GLOSS site will be a valuable resource to all those who use it.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
The Linguistic Loyalty of Non-Native Speakers
As non-native speakers who come to the language without the cultural influence of family, it isn’t unusual for us to develop a special affinity for a particular country and its way of speaking (accent, regionalisms, etc.). Sometimes it’s that first contact through traveling abroad, an inspirational teacher, a close friend or sweetheart that becomes a window on another culture and its sounds. My orientation started out quite naturally towards Cuban Spanish, since I grew up in Miami but I didn’t stay long enough in that city for it to become complete. I moved away before I gained fully fluency but the sounds of that pronunciation took hold early on. After that in Central Florida , it seemed every couple of years another region influenced me. Next it was Venezuela , a country I “adopted” for a stretch of 10 years, later Puerto Rico , Nicaragua and Colombia , each one important because of friends or loves. Such natural exposure to different regionalisms during my college years allowed me to explore the lexical richness of the language and learn to understand highly colloquial language from diverse areas. I didn’t think much of it until one day I found myself chatting with some Latin American students at the school where I was teaching ESOL (English for Speakers of Other Languages). Then it all hit home.
After classes were over, a small group of students were still on campus, chatting as they waited for a ride home. They knew me, although not very well, and that I spoke Spanish and as I passed by engaged me in their conversation. The topic soon turned to vocabulary differences among their countries- Venezuela , Colombia , Puerto Rico and Honduras . They took turns asking things like, ‘What does ….mean in your country? Do you say…?’ Then they would comment on its usage or acceptance in their own place of origin. No one asked me directly but I was able to participate in a different, more passive way. For just about every word anyone said, not only did I know the meaning of it, I also reacted at the same time and in same way as the representative of that country did (except for Honduras). They noticed that and it would confirm for them my understanding and use of their language. Most all of the words were slang, colloquial or vulgar. But the interesting thing about this conversation was how it felt at an emotional level as I bonded linguistically first with one person, then another, but not all of them at once. It was as if a piece of my soul was yanked out to stand next to one person in linguistic solidarity with them, feeling for a moment like their ‘paisano’, then pulled in a different direction to stand with another and back to my ‘neutral’ corner inside myself as both outsider and knowledgeable observer when a word carried no emotional weight for me. Words like ‘chévere’ used by most of the group, including myself, let me fit in with the majority and not feel like I had to choose sides, but when it came to a phrase like ‘estar arrecho’, with distinct meanings, for the most part, in Venezuela (molesto) and Colombia (horny), it was a strange sensation of being in two places at once emotionally yet feeling psychologically like one should take precedence over the other. In the end, the Colombian meaning won out because it had been years since I had regularly used the word in the sense Venezuelans would give it and now because of my Colombian husband, it had a much more immediate impact.
When I have thought back on that conversation, I was pleased to know that I had fully internalized these words or phrases to the point that I reacted simultaneously with the native speakers whose regionalisms I was familiar with. However, it did cause me to wonder about issues of linguistic identity that didn't seem easily resolved and that I continue to ponder.
Friday, December 17, 2010
A Day of Immersion in Miami
On a couple of occasions I have taken former students of mine to Miami for a full day of Spanish practice. I got started doing this after discussions with classes about field trips and going abroad. What better place than Miami for a taste of Latin America without leaving the country? However, I only took people who had had at least 2 semesters of study because true beginners would be even more overwhelmed and not get that much out of it. I was hoping to further motivate these students by sharing a small part of what I knew of the language and culture and letting them experience some of it themselves.
The week beforehand, I went down, planned my route, made some arrangements and recorded some of the most popular songs of the moment for them to listen to on the way for ambiance and to learn some phrases by singing along with the chorus (I printed the words out). On the itinerary were a tour of Little Havana, stops at a Cuban bakery, a Cuban restaurant, a Colombian bookstore, a Latin supermarket (suggested by the 2 ladies I took on this trip), and a Colombian café. I was very organized - everything planned down to the minute. I thought it would go exactly as expected. The morning began with excitement and anticipation. At 7 am sharp, I picked up my passengers at their house. It was too early in the morning for salsa music so I held off on using the tape I made. There wasn't much conversation because of their limited Spanish but I stuck to my promise to not speak English (even if they did). We ended up using repetitive questions like ¿Quieres? or ¿Te gusta?. But no matter. Repetition is good, right? By the time we got to Miami, we were a bit hungry, so first stop-a bakery for Cuban coffee. I figured I would have to order but since they knew the numbers I was hoping they'd listen for our ticket number. Not this time around. No, this wasn't going to be linguistic at all. This was my first indication that I had taken this cultural familiarity for granted. While I was ready to order and eat they seemed to be entranced by another world infused with it's own exotic sights and smells. "What's this?" they asked, peering into the glass case filled with unfamiliar looking sweets. "What are you going to get?" "What do you recommend?" They sat back and watched it all unfold in front of them. I got the feeling they were experiencing sensory overload. I got them café con leche, pastelitos de queso y otros de guayaba. They did say they enjoyed the food without much more commentary, so I left it at that. We were already on Calle Ocho the main artery through La Pequeña Habana, and site of an annual festival every March, which was the next leg of our tour. This part was mostly for its visual impact of seeing most store names and signs in Spanish, ending with a quick drive by Máximo Gómez Park, also known as Domino Park.
Now we were on our way to the bookstore. I chose the place, primarily because the owner, whom I had become friendly with over the years, would be open to having Spanish-language learners attempt to speak with her. When we got there, I introduced everyone, she greeted them warmly with a customary kiss, then launched into a conversation about how they were enjoying the local weather. Being greeted with a kiss by a stranger, albeit a woman, took them slightly by surprise, but they went with the flow. However, the Spanish went right over their heads and relied on me to communicate for them. The small, compact store intrigued them as they started to wander around. One shelf label caught their eye: Literatura latinoamericana. "Professor, why doesn't it say 'española'?" I explained how that word would refer to something from Spain exclusively. That's when I realized that the little things I have always taken as a given were completely new, 'foreign', if you will, from their monocultural point of view. This was supposed to be, after all, the whole point of venturing down to Miami but I hadn't ever, up until that moment, seen what was completely normal to me, through the eyes of someone who was only familiar with American (USA) culture. There were more cross-cultural differences and misunderstandings to come.
It didn't take long for them to have their fill of browsing in one place. They wanted to go exploring the other shops and eateries, all Latino, down the long strip mall that the bookstore was a part of. Sure, I thought-why not? There's plenty to see. As they were about to walk out the door, I heard, "Say bye to your friend for us." Little alarm bells went off in my head. What? You can't do that, I said. You have to say good-bye personally, was all I could get out of my mouth, but they were gone. A bit embarrassed and feeling like I had been left holding the bag, I went to the owner and apologized that they left. I began to feel like a cultural ambassador. First I explained their cultural viewpoint; she was of course, graciously understanding. Then, sensing a teachable moment, I went outside to find the ladies to explain to them the importance of returning and saying good-bye
If it was only that simple. Now, a new snag presented itself. Outside, I didn't see them. Could they have gone into a store? But which one? There were more than a dozen. I started to panic. This was the same summer that Chandra Levy had disappeared. While we weren't in a particularly dangerous area-I wouldn't have gone- but they were tourists, didn't speak the language or know the local culture and could get into trouble. Just a minute had gone by when they emerged from a shop nearby. I called them over. As we were beginning to talk about returning to the bookstore, a suspicious looking man approached us. My concerns about my guests were heightened. He spoke to them in Spanish, quickly switched to English, trying to engage them in conversation and apparently asking for money. My instincts were to dismiss him and get away but they made small talk for a few moments but since none of us showed interest in continuing or giving him anything, thankfully, he left on his own. It took about 10 minutes to explain about polite greetings and leave-takings, but they understood and we all went back to the bookstore and said our good-byes and thanked the owner for her hospitality.
Still on schedule, we headed for the Cuban restaurant I had in mind. It is a very popular place but I didn't count on it being so packed, not to mention there was unexpected road construction on the corner, making it difficult to get in and out of the parking lot. Switch to plan B- another nearby local restaurant chain, less formal and less crowded at any given hour of the day. I was still full from the morning's pastry but they were ready for a bite to eat. My best option was just a cup of caldo gallego. They each ordered a sándwich cubano. When it arrived, I couldn't figure out why they were surprised at its large size, as they considered it. I guessed that's why they could only eat half of it. We took our time, lingering over our meal, then a new question to think about: "How come they haven't brought us the check?" Mmmmmm. This was interesting to me on a couple of levels. Certainly this is not usual in the U.S., especially in casual places like this but we were not in a hurry so I was struck by their comment. Were they ready to go? Did they think the service was bad because of this? I explained the custom and differences in viewpoint in both cultures, which they appreciated and found eye-opening. I realized they were learning the kinds of things I had hoped they would.
After this, we then went on to a Latin supermarket. It was a request my passengers had made the week before. The place was bustling with activity. Spanish was floating all around-easily overheard conversations, people ordering from the butcher, announcements about specials over the speakers. They strolled down the aisles observing the tropical produce on display, the labels and signs in Spanish, imagining what it all meant. Just about everything there was from Latin America- common foods, popular brands, but still recognizable by its name or packaging- until they came across bags of mate. I knew about it but had never actually tasted it, but still I could give them an idea. After a half an hour of wandering around, they were ready to move on to the last stop- a Colombian café.
I had met the owner some time before and would usually drop by to say hi to her whenever I was in Miami. It was a kiosk separate from the adjacent shopping center, with its own little patio, white plastic tables (with built-in umbrella for shade) and chairs for seating. We just plopped our tired selves down to take a breather while we waited for her to come over and say hi. I introduced everyone. Aside from "Hola, ¿cómo estás?" that was the extent of interaction in Spanish between the two parties. Since my friend didn't speak much English, and my former students equally limited in Spanish, I served as interpreter. But it was almost 3pm; the day was already over. Although they had to use some English with me during the day, the mental exhaustion from being semi-mute for eight hours left them feeling worn out and more than ready to head back home. I couldn't help but sympathize. I, too, was quite spent from constant driving and still facing another 3 hours on the road.
On the way back, I mulled over the events of the day, analyzing what had happened, particularly at the restaurant. I wondered about their reactions and found myself comparing cross-cultural differences from two points of view: that of a learner, experiencing another world for the first time and that of a (Hispanic) culture-bearer observing an outsider. As I thought about it, I realized I was seeing where each other's perception lies from a different standpoint. It was a strange third space I hadn't experienced before- somewhere in between worlds and yet not fully in either. "Wow", I thought to myself, "supongo que, como dice la canción de Facundo Cabral, 'No soy de aquí ni soy de allá.'".
The week beforehand, I went down, planned my route, made some arrangements and recorded some of the most popular songs of the moment for them to listen to on the way for ambiance and to learn some phrases by singing along with the chorus (I printed the words out). On the itinerary were a tour of Little Havana, stops at a Cuban bakery, a Cuban restaurant, a Colombian bookstore, a Latin supermarket (suggested by the 2 ladies I took on this trip), and a Colombian café. I was very organized - everything planned down to the minute. I thought it would go exactly as expected. The morning began with excitement and anticipation. At 7 am sharp, I picked up my passengers at their house. It was too early in the morning for salsa music so I held off on using the tape I made. There wasn't much conversation because of their limited Spanish but I stuck to my promise to not speak English (even if they did). We ended up using repetitive questions like ¿Quieres? or ¿Te gusta?. But no matter. Repetition is good, right? By the time we got to Miami, we were a bit hungry, so first stop-a bakery for Cuban coffee. I figured I would have to order but since they knew the numbers I was hoping they'd listen for our ticket number. Not this time around. No, this wasn't going to be linguistic at all. This was my first indication that I had taken this cultural familiarity for granted. While I was ready to order and eat they seemed to be entranced by another world infused with it's own exotic sights and smells. "What's this?" they asked, peering into the glass case filled with unfamiliar looking sweets. "What are you going to get?" "What do you recommend?" They sat back and watched it all unfold in front of them. I got the feeling they were experiencing sensory overload. I got them café con leche, pastelitos de queso y otros de guayaba. They did say they enjoyed the food without much more commentary, so I left it at that. We were already on Calle Ocho the main artery through La Pequeña Habana, and site of an annual festival every March, which was the next leg of our tour. This part was mostly for its visual impact of seeing most store names and signs in Spanish, ending with a quick drive by Máximo Gómez Park, also known as Domino Park.
Now we were on our way to the bookstore. I chose the place, primarily because the owner, whom I had become friendly with over the years, would be open to having Spanish-language learners attempt to speak with her. When we got there, I introduced everyone, she greeted them warmly with a customary kiss, then launched into a conversation about how they were enjoying the local weather. Being greeted with a kiss by a stranger, albeit a woman, took them slightly by surprise, but they went with the flow. However, the Spanish went right over their heads and relied on me to communicate for them. The small, compact store intrigued them as they started to wander around. One shelf label caught their eye: Literatura latinoamericana. "Professor, why doesn't it say 'española'?" I explained how that word would refer to something from Spain exclusively. That's when I realized that the little things I have always taken as a given were completely new, 'foreign', if you will, from their monocultural point of view. This was supposed to be, after all, the whole point of venturing down to Miami but I hadn't ever, up until that moment, seen what was completely normal to me, through the eyes of someone who was only familiar with American (USA) culture. There were more cross-cultural differences and misunderstandings to come.
It didn't take long for them to have their fill of browsing in one place. They wanted to go exploring the other shops and eateries, all Latino, down the long strip mall that the bookstore was a part of. Sure, I thought-why not? There's plenty to see. As they were about to walk out the door, I heard, "Say bye to your friend for us." Little alarm bells went off in my head. What? You can't do that, I said. You have to say good-bye personally, was all I could get out of my mouth, but they were gone. A bit embarrassed and feeling like I had been left holding the bag, I went to the owner and apologized that they left. I began to feel like a cultural ambassador. First I explained their cultural viewpoint; she was of course, graciously understanding. Then, sensing a teachable moment, I went outside to find the ladies to explain to them the importance of returning and saying good-bye
If it was only that simple. Now, a new snag presented itself. Outside, I didn't see them. Could they have gone into a store? But which one? There were more than a dozen. I started to panic. This was the same summer that Chandra Levy had disappeared. While we weren't in a particularly dangerous area-I wouldn't have gone- but they were tourists, didn't speak the language or know the local culture and could get into trouble. Just a minute had gone by when they emerged from a shop nearby. I called them over. As we were beginning to talk about returning to the bookstore, a suspicious looking man approached us. My concerns about my guests were heightened. He spoke to them in Spanish, quickly switched to English, trying to engage them in conversation and apparently asking for money. My instincts were to dismiss him and get away but they made small talk for a few moments but since none of us showed interest in continuing or giving him anything, thankfully, he left on his own. It took about 10 minutes to explain about polite greetings and leave-takings, but they understood and we all went back to the bookstore and said our good-byes and thanked the owner for her hospitality.
Still on schedule, we headed for the Cuban restaurant I had in mind. It is a very popular place but I didn't count on it being so packed, not to mention there was unexpected road construction on the corner, making it difficult to get in and out of the parking lot. Switch to plan B- another nearby local restaurant chain, less formal and less crowded at any given hour of the day. I was still full from the morning's pastry but they were ready for a bite to eat. My best option was just a cup of caldo gallego. They each ordered a sándwich cubano. When it arrived, I couldn't figure out why they were surprised at its large size, as they considered it. I guessed that's why they could only eat half of it. We took our time, lingering over our meal, then a new question to think about: "How come they haven't brought us the check?" Mmmmmm. This was interesting to me on a couple of levels. Certainly this is not usual in the U.S., especially in casual places like this but we were not in a hurry so I was struck by their comment. Were they ready to go? Did they think the service was bad because of this? I explained the custom and differences in viewpoint in both cultures, which they appreciated and found eye-opening. I realized they were learning the kinds of things I had hoped they would.
After this, we then went on to a Latin supermarket. It was a request my passengers had made the week before. The place was bustling with activity. Spanish was floating all around-easily overheard conversations, people ordering from the butcher, announcements about specials over the speakers. They strolled down the aisles observing the tropical produce on display, the labels and signs in Spanish, imagining what it all meant. Just about everything there was from Latin America- common foods, popular brands, but still recognizable by its name or packaging- until they came across bags of mate. I knew about it but had never actually tasted it, but still I could give them an idea. After a half an hour of wandering around, they were ready to move on to the last stop- a Colombian café.
I had met the owner some time before and would usually drop by to say hi to her whenever I was in Miami. It was a kiosk separate from the adjacent shopping center, with its own little patio, white plastic tables (with built-in umbrella for shade) and chairs for seating. We just plopped our tired selves down to take a breather while we waited for her to come over and say hi. I introduced everyone. Aside from "Hola, ¿cómo estás?" that was the extent of interaction in Spanish between the two parties. Since my friend didn't speak much English, and my former students equally limited in Spanish, I served as interpreter. But it was almost 3pm; the day was already over. Although they had to use some English with me during the day, the mental exhaustion from being semi-mute for eight hours left them feeling worn out and more than ready to head back home. I couldn't help but sympathize. I, too, was quite spent from constant driving and still facing another 3 hours on the road.
On the way back, I mulled over the events of the day, analyzing what had happened, particularly at the restaurant. I wondered about their reactions and found myself comparing cross-cultural differences from two points of view: that of a learner, experiencing another world for the first time and that of a (Hispanic) culture-bearer observing an outsider. As I thought about it, I realized I was seeing where each other's perception lies from a different standpoint. It was a strange third space I hadn't experienced before- somewhere in between worlds and yet not fully in either. "Wow", I thought to myself, "supongo que, como dice la canción de Facundo Cabral, 'No soy de aquí ni soy de allá.'".
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Learning Multicultural Spanish
It has been my experience that Spanish, for the most part, is still taught as a 'foreign' language in the U.S.-an exotic tongue far removed from our everyday lives that only exists as a truly living language, instead of a second language with millions of native speakers right here in our own country who use it not only for private, personal communication but also in business and in some areas, for public or political matters.
There are some advantages to learning Spanish as a foreign language in the U.S. It's fairly common to be exposed to a range of regional variations of different vocabulary, usually for things like food, clothing or common colloquial expressions, while focusing on the most widely used words. This is a good thing, at least in theory, since it would allow us to understand or speak to people from different countries and not limit us to just one and that is quite practical for living in the US where Spanish-speakers come from a variety of places.
Spanish is a rich language and certainly beginning students should be aware of some of these differences in vocabulary.
For a more advanced student, however, this can become a double-edged sword. He continues to grow his repertoire of regional varieties through study, travel and contact with native speakers, but that lexicon is possibly a hodgepodge of vocabulary, mixing words from different countries in one conversation This might sound strange or confusing depending on whom you are talking with.
I think it's important to know how people say thing in different places but depending on where you live, knowing a particular regional variety as well, can be just as valuable particularly if you want to be involved in a local Hispanic/ Latino community. For example, if you live in the Southwest, Mexican colloquial expressions, slang, vocabulary, and pronunciation would be worthwhile, in the Northeast, Puerto Rican or Dominican varieties, according to the demographics of the area, and in South Florida, Cuban.
Knowing a wide variety of regional usages takes time to learn and is a commendable goal but there are some 21 countries with Spanish as an official language and it's unrealistic that anyone would learn the unique vocabulary, when it differs from most other countries, for even a handful of countries. Certainly by living there or even in an emigree community for an extended period of time, it is more probable that at least a learner can become proficient in one.
If you have been in the situation of mixing 'dialects' or are trying to specialize or diversify your Spanish, please share your stories here by leaving a comment!
There are some advantages to learning Spanish as a foreign language in the U.S. It's fairly common to be exposed to a range of regional variations of different vocabulary, usually for things like food, clothing or common colloquial expressions, while focusing on the most widely used words. This is a good thing, at least in theory, since it would allow us to understand or speak to people from different countries and not limit us to just one and that is quite practical for living in the US where Spanish-speakers come from a variety of places.
Spanish is a rich language and certainly beginning students should be aware of some of these differences in vocabulary.
For a more advanced student, however, this can become a double-edged sword. He continues to grow his repertoire of regional varieties through study, travel and contact with native speakers, but that lexicon is possibly a hodgepodge of vocabulary, mixing words from different countries in one conversation This might sound strange or confusing depending on whom you are talking with.
I think it's important to know how people say thing in different places but depending on where you live, knowing a particular regional variety as well, can be just as valuable particularly if you want to be involved in a local Hispanic/ Latino community. For example, if you live in the Southwest, Mexican colloquial expressions, slang, vocabulary, and pronunciation would be worthwhile, in the Northeast, Puerto Rican or Dominican varieties, according to the demographics of the area, and in South Florida, Cuban.
Knowing a wide variety of regional usages takes time to learn and is a commendable goal but there are some 21 countries with Spanish as an official language and it's unrealistic that anyone would learn the unique vocabulary, when it differs from most other countries, for even a handful of countries. Certainly by living there or even in an emigree community for an extended period of time, it is more probable that at least a learner can become proficient in one.
If you have been in the situation of mixing 'dialects' or are trying to specialize or diversify your Spanish, please share your stories here by leaving a comment!
Thursday, November 5, 2009
The Spanish Major and Professions
When I decided to major in Spanish, I knew I wanted to be a teacher, so the path to my chosen profession was pretty clear-cut. The information about what was required to get certified and the courses needed to get there were readily available. Some of my classmates, as well as people I meet today online, are not too keen on teaching and hope to use their degree in some other career. If they know what that is, they may be more likely to have a double major or to take courses in that field to prepare themselves not only out of interest in that area but also because they realize that another language is only a tool to assist them in doing something else. I think sometimes we language oriented people lose sight of this fact. Assuming that upon graduation a student is proficient enough to do an entry-level job in a given field, what would this be? It is highly unlikely that he will be hired just for having some bilingual skills (much less in an area with a bilingual population) without some other skill or background knowledge. Just take a look on any jobs web site and do a search with the word Spanish or bilingual and you will see that the listings are for particular jobs or professions. If a student does get such a position that requires bilingual abilities , he will need language skills in all the modalities (listening, speaking, reading and writing). Unfortunately, most university programs focus on literature and little on practical professional skills such as business writing. A student interested in expanding his linguistic repertoire would be better off in a college that offers a variety of language courses for the professions-for example: Spanish for Business, Spanish for Medical Professionals, Legal Spanish, etc.
If a Spanish major has his heart set on a language-oriented career other than teaching which usually means translation and interpretation, he should be realistic about the work involved in reaching the high levels of proficiency needed for this field, which are way beyond what is required for teachers and usually attained in a university program. He would do well to find an undergraduate, and subsequently, a graduate program in translation or interpretation. There he would obtain the skills needed to be successful in this career and eventually certification from ATA (American Translators Association).
There may be some undergraduate degree or certificate programs in translation but most are graduate-level and usually require very high levels of proficiency in the native and target languages. What's more, translators and interpreters usually specialize in a particular field such as medical, legal, business, real estate, etc. And while dictionaries are consulted, it helps to understand the underlying concepts of that field because it is never simply words or terms that are translated but rather ideas, and being familiar with them would assist a translator more than if he weren't familiar with them.
These are just a few things to keep in mind when considering how Spanish could be part of a future career.
If a Spanish major has his heart set on a language-oriented career other than teaching which usually means translation and interpretation, he should be realistic about the work involved in reaching the high levels of proficiency needed for this field, which are way beyond what is required for teachers and usually attained in a university program. He would do well to find an undergraduate, and subsequently, a graduate program in translation or interpretation. There he would obtain the skills needed to be successful in this career and eventually certification from ATA (American Translators Association).
There may be some undergraduate degree or certificate programs in translation but most are graduate-level and usually require very high levels of proficiency in the native and target languages. What's more, translators and interpreters usually specialize in a particular field such as medical, legal, business, real estate, etc. And while dictionaries are consulted, it helps to understand the underlying concepts of that field because it is never simply words or terms that are translated but rather ideas, and being familiar with them would assist a translator more than if he weren't familiar with them.
These are just a few things to keep in mind when considering how Spanish could be part of a future career.
Labels:
foreign language education,
proficiency,
vocabulary
Saturday, October 17, 2009
How Good Is Your Spanish?
How do you answer this question? Many people think that if you don't hesitate and your accent isn't obviously foreign, then you speak the language well. This is only one facet of overall proficiency, the one on the surface that gets everyone's attention as a marker of being able to use the language. But this can be quite subjective. You may say something meaningful but the native speaker listening to you may focus only on your pronunciation flaws. Likewise, you may say hardly anything at all. Maybe your "Hi , how are you?" has a near perfect accent, native-like flow and you could be told you speak wonderfully. However, for us language educators we think about proficiency as a continuum and look not just at aspects like these but more at what a speaker can do with the language in broader terms.
There are a couple of scales that describe different levels of proficiency that are used in the United States. The government has their own- the ILR (Interagency Language Roundtable) scale which is basically used to test their own personnel, for example people who wil be going to fill a post overseas and need to use the language of the host country at a high level or in a professional capacity. This scale goes from 0 (no functional ability) to 5 (highly educated and articulate native speaker). See the speaking descriptions here.
This scale is appropriate for its applications used by the government, however since it includes much higher levels of language than are typically achieved by students in formal settings, in academia, the ACTFL (American Council on the Teaching of Foreign Languages) guidelines are more commonly used.
The ACTFL guidelines' major levels go from Novice to Superior and these correspond with the ILR scale's 0-3. See the descriptions here. There is something very important to keep in mind when reading these descriptions and that is text type. For example, novice speakers can only used memorized phrases intermediate speakers speak at sentence level and advanced speakers can communicate in cohesive paragraphs. Superior level speakers can handle extended discourse. Advanced-Low is the minimum level required for teacher certification in commonly taught languages in some states. These guidelines are applied through an Oral Proficiency Interview (OPI) with a certified tester. The OPI measures global proficiency and takes the form of a conversation but there are no pre-set questions. Topics are determined by the interviewee's background, experiences and level as the interview progresses.
I first read the guidelines when they were new in the 80's, in a textbook for learning to teach Spanish. They since have been revised, but at the time, I got the idea from reading them that if you knew all the grammar and could use it spontaneously in conversation then, you were at Superior. But that didn't take into account text type, so you could be able to say sentences like "si no hubiera llovido, habria ido al parque" but if they are not part of a complete, connected story or part of a longer, more complex discussion on abstract topics, then you would only be rated at an Intermediate level. Likewise, I thought that since Superior was the ultimate level, implying that those speakers made hardly any errors, native speakers would fall into this category. However, when I went through the OPI tester training, I got a more accurate picture of what the guidelines were about. What was most surprising, as our professor explained, was that in our own language we tend to speak in the Intermediate and Advanced range in our day-to-day conversation. Granted, the native speaker will have better pronunciation, flow and accuracy than a learner but the text type is sentence and paragraph level. It's the back and forth, question and answer and anecdote telling of casual speech. The higher levels are not as common in the average conversation but are rather either more formal or more linguistically complex such as the language of debates or that needed by diplomats.
So, if your accent isn't as good as you would like it to be, remember that there is more to using a language than that. Sure your pronunciation shouldn't interfere with someone understanding you but beyond that it's about what you can do with the language -request, express emotion and needs, tell what happened, counsel, persuade, describe, etc. and how well or to what degree of sophistication. Keep this comparison in mind. As I have heard, Henry Kissinger the former Secretary of State, whose first language is German, would be rated a 4+ on the ILR scale. If it weren't for his heavy accent he would be considered as a native English speaker. Despite the accent, look at what he can do with the language. That in itself is quite an accomplishment that we can all aspire to.
There are a couple of scales that describe different levels of proficiency that are used in the United States. The government has their own- the ILR (Interagency Language Roundtable) scale which is basically used to test their own personnel, for example people who wil be going to fill a post overseas and need to use the language of the host country at a high level or in a professional capacity. This scale goes from 0 (no functional ability) to 5 (highly educated and articulate native speaker). See the speaking descriptions here.
This scale is appropriate for its applications used by the government, however since it includes much higher levels of language than are typically achieved by students in formal settings, in academia, the ACTFL (American Council on the Teaching of Foreign Languages) guidelines are more commonly used.
The ACTFL guidelines' major levels go from Novice to Superior and these correspond with the ILR scale's 0-3. See the descriptions here. There is something very important to keep in mind when reading these descriptions and that is text type. For example, novice speakers can only used memorized phrases intermediate speakers speak at sentence level and advanced speakers can communicate in cohesive paragraphs. Superior level speakers can handle extended discourse. Advanced-Low is the minimum level required for teacher certification in commonly taught languages in some states. These guidelines are applied through an Oral Proficiency Interview (OPI) with a certified tester. The OPI measures global proficiency and takes the form of a conversation but there are no pre-set questions. Topics are determined by the interviewee's background, experiences and level as the interview progresses.
I first read the guidelines when they were new in the 80's, in a textbook for learning to teach Spanish. They since have been revised, but at the time, I got the idea from reading them that if you knew all the grammar and could use it spontaneously in conversation then, you were at Superior. But that didn't take into account text type, so you could be able to say sentences like "si no hubiera llovido, habria ido al parque" but if they are not part of a complete, connected story or part of a longer, more complex discussion on abstract topics, then you would only be rated at an Intermediate level. Likewise, I thought that since Superior was the ultimate level, implying that those speakers made hardly any errors, native speakers would fall into this category. However, when I went through the OPI tester training, I got a more accurate picture of what the guidelines were about. What was most surprising, as our professor explained, was that in our own language we tend to speak in the Intermediate and Advanced range in our day-to-day conversation. Granted, the native speaker will have better pronunciation, flow and accuracy than a learner but the text type is sentence and paragraph level. It's the back and forth, question and answer and anecdote telling of casual speech. The higher levels are not as common in the average conversation but are rather either more formal or more linguistically complex such as the language of debates or that needed by diplomats.
So, if your accent isn't as good as you would like it to be, remember that there is more to using a language than that. Sure your pronunciation shouldn't interfere with someone understanding you but beyond that it's about what you can do with the language -request, express emotion and needs, tell what happened, counsel, persuade, describe, etc. and how well or to what degree of sophistication. Keep this comparison in mind. As I have heard, Henry Kissinger the former Secretary of State, whose first language is German, would be rated a 4+ on the ILR scale. If it weren't for his heavy accent he would be considered as a native English speaker. Despite the accent, look at what he can do with the language. That in itself is quite an accomplishment that we can all aspire to.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Literature and the Spanish Major
If you are or were a Spanish major, most of your advanced classes were probably in literature. This is almost always the focus of this degree program as it is with other foreign languages. It's not unusual for non-native students to express their frustrations about the difficulty of these courses. They can be more specialized or very broad such as a two semester suvey course covering the history of Spanish literature. There are several problems in such classes for the non-native student who has not yet achieved full fluency in the language. To start, there is the very high level of literary language he faces when reading and the expectation on the part of the professor that he will be able to discuss it despite his limited vocabulary in speaking and writing. Most of the words are low-frequency and therefore unfamiliar and the learner must look up many of them just to get the main idea. What's more, because there are so many new words, he cannot use contextual clues since that strategy depends on knowing a greater percentage of the vocabulary in the text. Constant use of the dictionary slows him down and then time constraints add to the problem. One kind of solution that some departments have begun to incorporate into their programs is a 'bridge' course that will help the intermediate student improve reading skills and introduce him to literature as a way to ease the transition to the upper level classes that focus on literature and culture. This may help solve the problem of the gap in linguistic skill, as it applies to academic uses, between the beginning and advanced classes in university, particularly for someone starting their language major in college, but it ignores the fact that because literature is by and large the focus of language degree programs, there is really no significant effort made to develop the learner's professional communication skills for use in the real world after graduation. It pushes aside the importance of the language for other purposes. Literature professors are just that, experts in literature and want to teach their speciality and no doubt as native speakers feel that this is the only justifiable area of study for anyone getting a degree in the language, especially a non-native. That's OK. Let's just be up front about it and call it was it is- a B.A. in Spanish Literature (not just Spanish). The name is misleading to students and the public at large who expect at least functional fluency for a variety of situations beyond social conversation. Whereas there are bound to be students who major in a language because of their love of literature, this may just be wishful thinking on the part of the department. Most students, even if they don't mind the challenge of literature, hope to use the language in some way in their future work. Yes, courses such as Spanish for Business or Spanish for Medical Professionals are becoming more commonplace but they were meant for students majoring in those fields who want to learn or improve in the language so as to be an additional skill, a tool for communication. Even though the level of language may not go above the intermediate level, the important thing is that they are introduced to vocabulary to talk about things other than literature or linguistics, if even that is achieved after four years. Being able to read business contracts or import/export documents, describe cultural concepts from our own country, discuss insurance policy options with a new client, giving a business presentation or defending or critizing our country's foreign policy are examples of higher level language use that require a broader and sometimes more precise vocabulary than what is usually taught in an undergraduate program. Reading and being able to discuss el Quixote or the stories of Borges do not translate to competency in other types of communication. Personally, I don't have a problem with literature per se. But it's place at the center of the curriculum is at odds with the overall goals and expectations of many students who have other plans for using the language. Native speakers who major in English or Spanish in the U.S. for example, are truly specializing in literature and are aware of this. In the case of English, if the student is interested only in language, there is Linguistics or a Communication major. When Spanish is seen as a second language instead of a foreign language, then a degree with a name like Spanish Communcation will become available and bring more students to both the advanced study of the language and its literature.
I have been through all of this myself. When I finished my B.A. I had strong conversational skills and I had done research on Unamuno (Spanish literary figure) and was familiar with the great works and writers of Spain and Latin America. I was very adept at circumlocution but I couldn't have described a car problem or accident to someone or have been able to handle calls at a call center (because of the speed and taking down numbers and unfamiliar names spoken fast). This was frustrating because I had hoped to be able to do these things if I chose to with my degree in hand. At those moments I began to question the validity of this piece of paper I got for my college work. Just what does it it meant to have a degree in a foreign language?
I have been through all of this myself. When I finished my B.A. I had strong conversational skills and I had done research on Unamuno (Spanish literary figure) and was familiar with the great works and writers of Spain and Latin America. I was very adept at circumlocution but I couldn't have described a car problem or accident to someone or have been able to handle calls at a call center (because of the speed and taking down numbers and unfamiliar names spoken fast). This was frustrating because I had hoped to be able to do these things if I chose to with my degree in hand. At those moments I began to question the validity of this piece of paper I got for my college work. Just what does it it meant to have a degree in a foreign language?
Labels:
foreign language education,
proficiency,
vocabulary
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Starting Out in Spanish Part V
Graduate school was a pretty positive experience overall. I chose Middlebury College's Spanish School, part of their summer language immersion programs. They require signing a formal pledge to use nothing but the language of the school for the whole summer session even off campus and for graduate students there is the option of four summers on their campus in Vermont or the first summer there and a year abroad in Spain. This last option was what I chose so I could finish quickly and be out of the country for a longer period of time. All of this appealed to me also because I wanted to be addressed in Spanish whether I was in the US or abroad. Up to this point I was aware of how well I could speak and understand by the reactions of native speakers and that was more important, at least socially, than formal assessments by teachers and I had not had any 'level test' either until I applied to this college. They gave us a comprehensive grammar test before we arrived. I guessed I did very well because I didn't have to take the required grammar review class for beginning graduate students who were non-native. I was happy about that but I still wanted to take another kind of class in language that would suit me. Nonetheless, it was great to hear nothing but Spanish day in and day out and always being addressed in the language by default. We had a balanced program of language, culture and literature. In a way it was similar to my undergraduate program but more reading and less linguistic support. We were really on our own. That's to be expected and I didn't mind. I focused all my energy on my course work but also on improving my reading and writing skills. Speaking and listening were not an issue since I arrived in Spanish with fluent conversational skills. No doubt, there's something to be said for being able to experience another lifestyle and mindset. Living there for almost a year was an enjoyable experience. I didn't feel I acquired more language because I was reaching a plateau where the next step would require a different approach but one class that was very useful was one just on the subjunctive. It helped me to see it in a different way and to organize it better in my head. In that same class one of our classmates asked, even though the class wasn't about vocabulary, if the word 'pedazo' was OK to use for 'slice'. The professor explained that it depended on the thing being sliced. For bread it would be 'rebanada', a round slice of fruit, 'rueda', for a piece of pie or something similar, 'trozo', etc. I was amazed at this. I only knew 'pedazo' too, but that's all I had heard. It made me look at words and my own lexicon in a new way. This same student asked a similar question on another occasion about the word 'handle' as a noun and we got more words explained by the teacher. I wrote them down and always wished I could have had this kind of instruction during my studies. It didn't happen so I found my own solution a couple of years later.
The year finished quickly and soon my boyfriend in Puerto Rico got me a job teaching English so I went to the island for about 6 months. I had been there for a week's vacation before leaving for Spain. I had wanted to fill in the gaps in my general vocabulary for a couple of years but now I became aware of the kinds of words that were new to me and that I thought were important for someone who has an advanced degree. I didn't let anyone know at the time, but some examples are hose (manguera) and bucket (cubo). Back on the mainland, my ambition and passion that had always pushed me forward in learning Spanish kicked in again now that I had more free time. I figured I should read more but this time it wasn't literature but just about everything else-newspapers, magazines, even bilingual labels, manuals, anything. I read every part of the paper-news, op ed, social announcements, ads, travel, columns, etc. I went to big stores like K-Mart and Home Depot and read bilingual material and kept a thick notebook noting everything that wasn't part of my active vocabulary. As I read I kept in mind the register (level of language), phrasing used, given the type of writing or publication and the kinds of combinations of verbs and nouns, nouns and adjectives and verbs and adverbs (collocations). I collected hundreds of entries and even though I didn't study them per se, I did look over them from time to time just to admire the amount of words I had included. Little by little I found myself starting to use them in conversations. Another activity to get exposed to ways of expressing an idea and to learn more vocabulary was to watch American movies with Spanish subtitles (I could only get that in Miami) particularly films that had legal or scientific topics. My objective was broaden my vocabulary to be able to talk about a greater variety of topics. Shortly after I started this project, I met the man whom I later married. He is from Colombia and we spoke only Spanish for many years until his English improved. Using the language everyday for different purposes stretched my abilities even more.
Although I have reached a level of comfort with the language, I continue to strive to maintain it and hopefully become more proficient. Language learning never ends.
The year finished quickly and soon my boyfriend in Puerto Rico got me a job teaching English so I went to the island for about 6 months. I had been there for a week's vacation before leaving for Spain. I had wanted to fill in the gaps in my general vocabulary for a couple of years but now I became aware of the kinds of words that were new to me and that I thought were important for someone who has an advanced degree. I didn't let anyone know at the time, but some examples are hose (manguera) and bucket (cubo). Back on the mainland, my ambition and passion that had always pushed me forward in learning Spanish kicked in again now that I had more free time. I figured I should read more but this time it wasn't literature but just about everything else-newspapers, magazines, even bilingual labels, manuals, anything. I read every part of the paper-news, op ed, social announcements, ads, travel, columns, etc. I went to big stores like K-Mart and Home Depot and read bilingual material and kept a thick notebook noting everything that wasn't part of my active vocabulary. As I read I kept in mind the register (level of language), phrasing used, given the type of writing or publication and the kinds of combinations of verbs and nouns, nouns and adjectives and verbs and adverbs (collocations). I collected hundreds of entries and even though I didn't study them per se, I did look over them from time to time just to admire the amount of words I had included. Little by little I found myself starting to use them in conversations. Another activity to get exposed to ways of expressing an idea and to learn more vocabulary was to watch American movies with Spanish subtitles (I could only get that in Miami) particularly films that had legal or scientific topics. My objective was broaden my vocabulary to be able to talk about a greater variety of topics. Shortly after I started this project, I met the man whom I later married. He is from Colombia and we spoke only Spanish for many years until his English improved. Using the language everyday for different purposes stretched my abilities even more.
Although I have reached a level of comfort with the language, I continue to strive to maintain it and hopefully become more proficient. Language learning never ends.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Starting Out in Spanish Part IV
I had been waiting for a couple of years since I started college to be able to take nothing but Spanish-no more other courses (even though they were interesting too). The focus now for me was building on what I had to learn more vocabulary and become fully fluent. I hadn't really thought yet about what that meant except in the general notion of being able to do anything with the language. Certainly having a Spanish major would help me get there faster than on my own. At least that's what I believed. (That is another post.) I was ready for challenges I knew would be part of my studies. The concept of lecture classes in Spanish was exciting because we were using the language to learn something else or more language. It was also satisfying knowing I had 'graduated' to another level beyond review of verb tenses which I had already mastered. Of course I still wanted more language classes but this was a small department with a fairly traditional program so after the usual Composition and Conversation classes it was on to lots of literature. I guess it's a linguistic rite of passage, so to speak, that most language majors go through to get their degree. Whether or not we have acquired conversational language we get thrown into the deep end of the language pool to learn how not just to swim but to navigate complex texts. If you survive, you pass, if not, you might change majors. I made it through at first with a dictionary but like the rest of my classmates we were compelled to abandon that crutch and learn to read without it. This is very difficult when you are faced with about 50% unknown words that are key to just getting the surface meaning but the professor expects discussion about our interpretation of the piece. Meanwhile I desperately wanted to learn as much of this new vocabulary as possible for future use but I realized the unspoken message that all vocabulary learning from now on would be our responsibility but that it should come from random words in literary works. So I did learn things but they didn't include everything I thought was important for saying you had a college degree in a language. The best part of learning in college for me was listening to the professors' lectures. It was lots of professional level input. I asked to tape some of them and on the way home would listen a second time to remember better the content. Writing papers was fun too. I enjoyed the research and the process itself and did well on them. I remember asking native-speaker classmates to proofread my writing and them telling me that parts sounded awkward and not being able to see where or why. In the end, when I graduated I felt I had gotten the most I could out of the experience and together with daily contact with the language and cultures of Spanish-speaking countries by way of my close friends, (I also went to Venezuela for a couple of weeks to stay with the family of one of them), I was fairly satisfied with what I had accomplished.
My career goal was to be a Spanish teacher in part because I wanted to teach and also because there was a relatively easy and direct path to get there. I was very confident that I had the language skills to do so. However, my first teaching job didn't work out, for non-linguistic reasons, so while I decided what to do next, I went back to Miami for a year and stayed with my dad and took some classes in Interpretation and Translation. That was interesting but more importantly it was a wake up call to the fact that my vocabulary was sorely lacking. It forced me to recognize that my conversational skills were not enough to do even a seemingly simple job like answer the phone and transferring calls. That required something I hadn't thought of before as important-writing down numbers spoken quickly and understanding names that are not the most commonly heard as students. Later when I came back to my town, another experience allowed me to gauge what I could and couldn't do.
I met a Venezuelan man who was new in town and didn't speak English, so I offered to give him a day tour of the city. I thought it would be easy because it would be just conversation and I could circumlocute. It turned out that circumlocuting was what I had to do since I found myself not having a broad or precise enough vocabulary to describe everything I was trying to say. After an hour I was mentally exhausted and felt like I physically couldn't breathe. I took a break for a few minutes then I continued on for the rest of the day and since then haven't had this kind of problem. I think it was sheer determination and for the practice I developed some linguistic stamina. It was becoming clear that I needed to keep learning to get to a more professional level in the language and since I wanted to work with adults, I decided to get my Master's. Soon a new chapter began in this long journey. The final part will be in my next post!
My career goal was to be a Spanish teacher in part because I wanted to teach and also because there was a relatively easy and direct path to get there. I was very confident that I had the language skills to do so. However, my first teaching job didn't work out, for non-linguistic reasons, so while I decided what to do next, I went back to Miami for a year and stayed with my dad and took some classes in Interpretation and Translation. That was interesting but more importantly it was a wake up call to the fact that my vocabulary was sorely lacking. It forced me to recognize that my conversational skills were not enough to do even a seemingly simple job like answer the phone and transferring calls. That required something I hadn't thought of before as important-writing down numbers spoken quickly and understanding names that are not the most commonly heard as students. Later when I came back to my town, another experience allowed me to gauge what I could and couldn't do.
I met a Venezuelan man who was new in town and didn't speak English, so I offered to give him a day tour of the city. I thought it would be easy because it would be just conversation and I could circumlocute. It turned out that circumlocuting was what I had to do since I found myself not having a broad or precise enough vocabulary to describe everything I was trying to say. After an hour I was mentally exhausted and felt like I physically couldn't breathe. I took a break for a few minutes then I continued on for the rest of the day and since then haven't had this kind of problem. I think it was sheer determination and for the practice I developed some linguistic stamina. It was becoming clear that I needed to keep learning to get to a more professional level in the language and since I wanted to work with adults, I decided to get my Master's. Soon a new chapter began in this long journey. The final part will be in my next post!
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Starting Out in Spanish Part III
Now that I was feeling more confident about my listening skills, I continued to push myself, looking for ways to be involved with the language and the people who spoke it in my area. Over the next few years, I met a handful of international students at my school and some who were studying at the university in town which had a good sized foreign student population. Even in casual conversations I could notice how they carried their culture with them and picked up on their attitudes towards many things and got a sense of how they viewed their home country and mine. These encounters weren't everyday but each one was another layer of experience in listening or speaking. Then I started upper division classes. During those last two years of university I also had a couple of serious boyfriends from Latin American who were here as students. English was the default language but we would switch back and forth between both and I learned so much language and culture from them directly and indirectly. One thing that I noticed that served as an indicator of what level I was at was that whenever we would talk about something that I thought was important, I prefered English because I wanted to be sure I understood everything. For casual conversation I felt comfortable using Spanish. That was the relatively easy part to develop because that type of language is common and I sought it out. This skill was solidified by the time I started the advanced classes in university. I got to practice, for real purposes, a variety of language tasks with the people I knew or met. Quite often they were situations I had never encountered but perhaps because I was motivated, and had developed skill in circumlocution (using language you know to compensate for what you don't know how to say), I was able to deal with them. For example, I was once invited to someone's apartment and that person gave me detailed directions in Spanish over the phone. These kind of experiences gave me a sturdy foundation as I began the more challenging classes in college.
Now, I was listening to lectures about Spanish history and literature. It was relatively easy but was more input of a different kind. So were the Spanish language news reports I 'd listen to on the radio from the city nearby and the salsa and merengue the station played. Any new song was like a lesson. After hearing it a couple of times, I learned it the way I would a song in English. However, this was only if I recognized the words. There were some I didn't know. I was also lucky to be taught famous songs and the difficult words in them by my friends. In this way, I continued to increase my vocabulary through aural input, something I got used to since I originally started in Miami. So far I was pretty satisfied with what I had learned and thrilled to be advancing in the language through a college major but soon I began to realize that this new stage wasn't quite what I expected.
Now, I was listening to lectures about Spanish history and literature. It was relatively easy but was more input of a different kind. So were the Spanish language news reports I 'd listen to on the radio from the city nearby and the salsa and merengue the station played. Any new song was like a lesson. After hearing it a couple of times, I learned it the way I would a song in English. However, this was only if I recognized the words. There were some I didn't know. I was also lucky to be taught famous songs and the difficult words in them by my friends. In this way, I continued to increase my vocabulary through aural input, something I got used to since I originally started in Miami. So far I was pretty satisfied with what I had learned and thrilled to be advancing in the language through a college major but soon I began to realize that this new stage wasn't quite what I expected.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Starting Out in Spanish Part II
I was just turning 16 when my family moved out of Miami to a small but growing town in Central Florida. It was my last year in high school and of course I continued on to the Spanish III class. This new place was in stark contrast with where we came from. Miami was urban, Latin flavored, high in crime (at the time), sophisticated. Here it was almost rural, Americana, practically no crime, friendly and laid-back. Except for one family nearby that was Puerto Rican, there seemed to be no Hispanics. We joked that we were now in "the real United States". Despite the outward appearances, there were some Latin Americans that I came in contact with. Those first few were actually students in my Spanish class. Most were born in Venezuela and had only been here maybe a few years but spoke English fairly well. The teacher seemed to emphasize only spelling and written accents with them. I couldn't imagine anything else they could be taught. For us, the class was all grammar and vocabulary. I'm sure that this was basically Spanish in vacuum for the others but I welcomed it because I felt that what I needed to know was how the language worked (grammar), rather than how it sounded or motivation to speak, which came early on for me. Before moving I had learned present tense, informal commands (which was easy after learning some present tense because I had heard many common commands for years, like, ven (come), dime (tell me), mira (look), oye (listen, hey), present perfect, present progressive and reflexives. Now I was introduced to all the other tenses and even future subjunctive, with the understanding that it wasn't part of conversational language. I was able to absorb it all, although I don't know how exactly, but that's part of the reason I'm interested in Second Language Acquisition. I learned a lot of grammar and even though I couldn't understand the Spanish speaking classmates yet-they spoke very fast as it were- I was confident that it was just a matter of time and more listening and speaking experience.
The following year I started college locally where there were more opportunities to meet international people. I had already decided to be a Spanish major and eventually a high school teacher. I continued to the next levels without having to start over at the beginning and luckily was able to pick up right where I had left off in high school. The class I took was 3rd semester Spanish and was a review of grammar. In that class I made a good friend who had similar interests and background in the language and culture. We used the language with each other between classes and when we would go out together. She aslo had contacts with South Americans at the college and introduced me to some of them. Things were now coming together for me with the language. For example, one day after the Spanish class in which we reviewing irregular past tenses, like decir (to say/tell), my friend and I started to talk in Spanish about something that had happened the other day. I found myself saying fluently, without really thinking about it, "Entonces, que le dijiste? Que te dijo? (Pardon the lack of accents) (So, what did you tell him? What did he tell you?) I was conscious that I was "practicing" but for real communication. I was partly surprised I could do this because I was not taught it directly. I suppose I acquired (unconscious 'learning') it from the many hours of input I had at the same time I was learning in school. Sometimes I got to meet people through my friend but most of the time I made small talk with strangers I had heard speak Spanish. Whenever I saw Spanish, I read; whenever I heard Spanish I listened or spoke if possible. Another thing that helped was the repetition of 'scripts'. For example, when I met someone they always seemed to ask the same questions such as, What's your name? Where are you from? What do you study? Do you have a boyfriend? I always knew what to say but the familiarity of actually saying it out loud talking to a new person helped me to do it a little more fluently each time. This increased my confidence in speaking. Even though I didn't speak that much I did continue listening to hear natural language.
A turning point came after my first year in college. I went to visit my dad (parents are divorced) as I did about once a month or two, in Miami where he still lived. This was a treat since he was in a section with a greater percentage of Hispanics than where I had grown up. Down there, I had much more access to the language. There was TV and radio, newspapers, tons of restaurants, cafes, bookstores, nightclubs and other businesses run by and catering to the Spanish-speaking community. Mostly I just listened to the radio as I had before because I liked the music. By now, when I listened to the DJ's I could recognize most of the words but wasn't processing them instantly so I missed what they said. I had been focusing on just the words themselves. But that weekend I had the idea for some reason to listen to whole phrases and not worry too much about any unknown words. When I did this, I was able to understand almost everything or at least 80% or so. It was like a lightbulb went on and I started listening in a different way.
From then on, my learning experiences went in a new direction.
More in the next post!
The following year I started college locally where there were more opportunities to meet international people. I had already decided to be a Spanish major and eventually a high school teacher. I continued to the next levels without having to start over at the beginning and luckily was able to pick up right where I had left off in high school. The class I took was 3rd semester Spanish and was a review of grammar. In that class I made a good friend who had similar interests and background in the language and culture. We used the language with each other between classes and when we would go out together. She aslo had contacts with South Americans at the college and introduced me to some of them. Things were now coming together for me with the language. For example, one day after the Spanish class in which we reviewing irregular past tenses, like decir (to say/tell), my friend and I started to talk in Spanish about something that had happened the other day. I found myself saying fluently, without really thinking about it, "Entonces, que le dijiste? Que te dijo? (Pardon the lack of accents) (So, what did you tell him? What did he tell you?) I was conscious that I was "practicing" but for real communication. I was partly surprised I could do this because I was not taught it directly. I suppose I acquired (unconscious 'learning') it from the many hours of input I had at the same time I was learning in school. Sometimes I got to meet people through my friend but most of the time I made small talk with strangers I had heard speak Spanish. Whenever I saw Spanish, I read; whenever I heard Spanish I listened or spoke if possible. Another thing that helped was the repetition of 'scripts'. For example, when I met someone they always seemed to ask the same questions such as, What's your name? Where are you from? What do you study? Do you have a boyfriend? I always knew what to say but the familiarity of actually saying it out loud talking to a new person helped me to do it a little more fluently each time. This increased my confidence in speaking. Even though I didn't speak that much I did continue listening to hear natural language.
A turning point came after my first year in college. I went to visit my dad (parents are divorced) as I did about once a month or two, in Miami where he still lived. This was a treat since he was in a section with a greater percentage of Hispanics than where I had grown up. Down there, I had much more access to the language. There was TV and radio, newspapers, tons of restaurants, cafes, bookstores, nightclubs and other businesses run by and catering to the Spanish-speaking community. Mostly I just listened to the radio as I had before because I liked the music. By now, when I listened to the DJ's I could recognize most of the words but wasn't processing them instantly so I missed what they said. I had been focusing on just the words themselves. But that weekend I had the idea for some reason to listen to whole phrases and not worry too much about any unknown words. When I did this, I was able to understand almost everything or at least 80% or so. It was like a lightbulb went on and I started listening in a different way.
From then on, my learning experiences went in a new direction.
More in the next post!
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Starting Out in Spanish Part I
I've been asked over the years by friends and students alike how I learned Spanish or how I got to be fluent. It's a rather long story so I'll post it in parts.
I started hearing the language at 9 years old when I was growing up in Miami in the 70's. At that time the Cuban and other Latin American influences were growing but weren't quite what they are today. The amount of Spanish I heard was limited-not complete immersion. It was used among the kids in the elementary school, a few in my neighborhood with whom I had contact and on the private family-owned Cuban bus I rode from school to home. It was mostly just a continuous stream of sounds. On occasion I could hear a phrase or two that was in context and could figure it out. There was 'oigo' when answering the phone, 'dale' said to each kid, including me, as we were asked to get on the bus. Generally speaking, I wasn't addressed or invited to learn it. But I've always been interested in language and other cultures and that natural orientation combined with a deep desire to understand the Spanish speaking kids and fit in with them was my first motivation. Back then foreign language wasn't really available to learn in a class until high school, not counting the sampling of languages in Jr. Hi. So for some 5 years I waited still soaking up the sounds of the language, which never sounded 'foreign'; they were just another part of life in Miami. I finally got a chance when I started high school and took a conversational class. There was Spanish I too, but Spanish Conversation sounded like a better choice and so decided on that one. After all that's what I thought I wanted. The class was interesting especially with our teacher, a Cuban-American, who got our attention by doing some antics in first few days. The content focused on practical phrases and Cuban food words. We even went on a field trip to Little Havana to a Cuban bakery, ice cream store and then a restaurant to sample what we were learning about in class. What was significant is that I apparently learned the alphabet , but I don't remember that, it was like I absorbed it, and a few very basic grammar patterns with common verbs. That same year I began pronouncing out loud everything I saw in Spanish-book pages at a friend's house, signs in the Southwest section where my dad lived and there was a higher number of Latins, or whatever came my way. I also used my limited vocabulary to make small talk with a Puerto Rican friend about things we had in common like music and the Salsa station we listened to. Listening to the radio became more important now. I couldn't understand what the DJ said but I got familiar with the songs played and some phrases stood out like the words to the station's jingle. Being exposed to the whole language that was part of the community and not isolated only in a classroom had a positive effect on me and I feel helped move my acquisition along.
The next year I wanted to continue but my only option was Spanish II. I hadn't had Spanish I, which was a more formal class compared to the conversation one, so I was behind. I managed to catch up and wasn't too difficult. It helped to have bought a thick paperback bilingual dictionary (an amazing concept I was glad to have discovered) which I used so much that the cover and some inside pages came off. The best aspect of the class was that we used part an ALM book (Audio Lingual Method). This method was in vogue in the 50's and 60's but has since fallen out of favor with the foreign language education community. One of its central features is dialogs that illustrate grammar and vocabulary of the lesson, followed by various aural / oral exercises to manipulate structures with fluency. Those exercises worked for me, personally, and gave me a big push towards basic fluency, I believe because I had already heard lots of language and now it was being explained to me how it worked and asking me to try to produce sounds and words I might have heard before. In my case, I also had the motivation to apply what I was learning to real life situations, re-combining the chunks of language presented to us to make my own sentences. Since I didn't have direct contact with many Spanish speakers, except casually in school, in my neighborhood and through the media, I didn't have much practice but the grammar I learned in class made sense of what I had heard before I studied the language and so was fairly easy to remember. This is a bit reversed from what many students experience-learning grammar and vocabulary or rules in class then later having it come together through a trip abroad. For some reason, even though I hardly used the language, I was able to retain most of what I learned in those first few years of formal study in high school until I started speaking more right afterwards in college. At the end of my junior year in high school, my family moved a few hours north to a small community in Central Florida. It may seem ironic, but it was there and not Miami where I interacted the most with native Spanish speakers. I'll post the next chapter in this story shortly.
Stay tuned!
I started hearing the language at 9 years old when I was growing up in Miami in the 70's. At that time the Cuban and other Latin American influences were growing but weren't quite what they are today. The amount of Spanish I heard was limited-not complete immersion. It was used among the kids in the elementary school, a few in my neighborhood with whom I had contact and on the private family-owned Cuban bus I rode from school to home. It was mostly just a continuous stream of sounds. On occasion I could hear a phrase or two that was in context and could figure it out. There was 'oigo' when answering the phone, 'dale' said to each kid, including me, as we were asked to get on the bus. Generally speaking, I wasn't addressed or invited to learn it. But I've always been interested in language and other cultures and that natural orientation combined with a deep desire to understand the Spanish speaking kids and fit in with them was my first motivation. Back then foreign language wasn't really available to learn in a class until high school, not counting the sampling of languages in Jr. Hi. So for some 5 years I waited still soaking up the sounds of the language, which never sounded 'foreign'; they were just another part of life in Miami. I finally got a chance when I started high school and took a conversational class. There was Spanish I too, but Spanish Conversation sounded like a better choice and so decided on that one. After all that's what I thought I wanted. The class was interesting especially with our teacher, a Cuban-American, who got our attention by doing some antics in first few days. The content focused on practical phrases and Cuban food words. We even went on a field trip to Little Havana to a Cuban bakery, ice cream store and then a restaurant to sample what we were learning about in class. What was significant is that I apparently learned the alphabet , but I don't remember that, it was like I absorbed it, and a few very basic grammar patterns with common verbs. That same year I began pronouncing out loud everything I saw in Spanish-book pages at a friend's house, signs in the Southwest section where my dad lived and there was a higher number of Latins, or whatever came my way. I also used my limited vocabulary to make small talk with a Puerto Rican friend about things we had in common like music and the Salsa station we listened to. Listening to the radio became more important now. I couldn't understand what the DJ said but I got familiar with the songs played and some phrases stood out like the words to the station's jingle. Being exposed to the whole language that was part of the community and not isolated only in a classroom had a positive effect on me and I feel helped move my acquisition along.
The next year I wanted to continue but my only option was Spanish II. I hadn't had Spanish I, which was a more formal class compared to the conversation one, so I was behind. I managed to catch up and wasn't too difficult. It helped to have bought a thick paperback bilingual dictionary (an amazing concept I was glad to have discovered) which I used so much that the cover and some inside pages came off. The best aspect of the class was that we used part an ALM book (Audio Lingual Method). This method was in vogue in the 50's and 60's but has since fallen out of favor with the foreign language education community. One of its central features is dialogs that illustrate grammar and vocabulary of the lesson, followed by various aural / oral exercises to manipulate structures with fluency. Those exercises worked for me, personally, and gave me a big push towards basic fluency, I believe because I had already heard lots of language and now it was being explained to me how it worked and asking me to try to produce sounds and words I might have heard before. In my case, I also had the motivation to apply what I was learning to real life situations, re-combining the chunks of language presented to us to make my own sentences. Since I didn't have direct contact with many Spanish speakers, except casually in school, in my neighborhood and through the media, I didn't have much practice but the grammar I learned in class made sense of what I had heard before I studied the language and so was fairly easy to remember. This is a bit reversed from what many students experience-learning grammar and vocabulary or rules in class then later having it come together through a trip abroad. For some reason, even though I hardly used the language, I was able to retain most of what I learned in those first few years of formal study in high school until I started speaking more right afterwards in college. At the end of my junior year in high school, my family moved a few hours north to a small community in Central Florida. It may seem ironic, but it was there and not Miami where I interacted the most with native Spanish speakers. I'll post the next chapter in this story shortly.
Stay tuned!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)