When I arrived to Spain, I thought I would come back home fluent. Every time I Skype someone from home, the most frequently asked question is, “So are you fluent yet?” It always breaks my heart a little to respond, “Well…not exactly.” I wish I could say I was fluent and knew every word of the Spanish language, from onomatopoeia to xylophone.
But I don’t.
What I’ve realized is that language learning is “un camino.” It’s a journey that never ends. Honestly, if I were fluent after only five months here, then there would be a much higher percentage of people attempting to learn more than one language. Learning another language isn’t for the faint of heart. It’s taxing and difficult at times. However, for those who love languages, it’s worth it.
This semester simply marks the beginning of a life of Spanish acquisition. Just the other day, I purchased three books in Spanish to take home and read in the States. I made a list of all the Spanish telenovelas I hope to watch back in the States. I started researching opportunities in my town to practice my Spanish.
My camino de español is far from over, and I don’t feel the slightest bit disappointed. I’m excited for years and years of new discoveries and adventures. Languages are a journey, and all I can say is I can’t wait to see how it turns out.