I like to take a coffee. Do you want to take a coffee with me at the house of Sarah?

I now use the grammar of one language with the words of another.

As my English continues to decline, and my Spanish treads in a stagnant manner, I may soon speak no language at all. I will just speak a smoothie of once dialect, now mutant phrases, rolled R's, and Okie accent. Aweome. I'm so glad the Spanish government is paying me to educate their children.

My Spanish is similar to a pre-teen in that really awkward stage of adolescence. I mean that as, I have enough Spanish that I can't be excused from the conversation (no more staring off into space being the American that doesn't speak Spanish) but not enough that I can keep the conversation intelligent and progressive. The absolute worst feeling is when I understand the conversation and have a million snappy replies in English in my head and all I can produce is a "ah si si, que interesante." To me, I feel this:

I don't care the lack of humility, I want them to know I am actually an intelligent person and I actually adore humor. I like humorous people. I like where the conversations are going and I am pained to not be able to contribute. I always felt bad for Bill Murray in Scrooged that he couldn't interact with the living.

But the good news is the Spanish is gradually coming. I feel I can understand what people say most (some) of the time but when I reply, I just feel so sorry for those who have to listen to me stumble through their language. It must be painful. I know its painful listening to people try and speak English. I'm like, "Yes? you have a..a ...what? a cow? a couch? an accountant? Please! Tell me!" Almost every day I think of this video and how amazingly it relates to my situation. I'm pretty sure an explanation isn't necessary. Someday I am going to speak hella fast and if anyone is wanting to run across America speaking only Spanish, I may be interested in a year or so.  I can't wait to break free. Perfect now this is stuck in my head.

In other news, I love my school. One entire wall of the classroom is the Atlantic ocean and today we watched a cruise ship go by and yesterday we learned the word "rainbow" (enough said). So that's pretty awesome. I also tried to teach the six year olds "Simon Says" but they barely understood what Simon was telling them to do, so I didn't feel right, telling them they were "out" when they did something Simon didn't say. So there was no winner, just wild children patting their heads and everyone yelling "Cameeeelle!!" Some children draw me things, or bring things to show me (like a collection of sci-fi stickers) and one 7 year old boy always asks to be my boyfriend. I feel so celebrity. I love being adored by spanish children. So awesome.

xoxo-coco