One month after moving to Mexico, with next to no knowledge of the Spanish language, I wrote about the challenge of communication in an unknown language:
I was in Office Depot today printing pictures and buying a few things. I was attempting communication with someone behind the photo counter and it hit me: life is so much more interesting when simple things like communicating with store employees is a challenge. I almost can’t imagine going home and being able to talk to anyone I want to talk to (save foreigners like me in Mexico).
I may not speak it well and I may not learn it quickly, but I absolutely love this language. Until I moved to Mexico, I hadn’t the slightest idea that I enjoyed language learning at all, let alone this much. I love the challenge of basic communication. I love seeing my growth as communication becomes easier. I love that I am learning-by-doing during almost every moment of my time in a Spanish-speaking country. There is nothing that makes my heart smile quite like learning and speaking Spanish does.
I see the end goal and I can’t wait to reach it. Then what? Maybe I’ll learn French, or a language with a different alphabet?! Only time will tell. How exciting!