Stai Tust :P

I thought I should write a little bit about my fantastic day, because it was fantastic! J Today, I feel like I talked more than I ever have in Italian. I'm getting closer. How great is that? I think it’s pretty great. I know I speak very bad Italian, but hey, it's Italian nevertheless. As soon as I conquer the evil pronouns, I think my Italian will be okay-ish! 

This morning some of my friends at school finally helped me understand what dialect is, because I was really confused, and there was no teacher for the first hour (There are no substitute teachers here, if a teacher doesn’t show up, then you can do whatever you want as long as you don’t leave the room. Still strange. It’s one of the things I’m still getting used to.) I’m going to try and explain: First, there’s Italian. Then, within the major areas there are dialects that are more like accents than dialect languages, they’re named after the major cities and regions (Milano, Toscana, Sicilia, Roma, etc.) Then, after that, every city has their own dialect, which is basically another language. Now that I think about it, I’m still pretty confused, but I understand more than I did yesterday. That’s what I’ve been trying to focus on. Understanding more and more everyday. After that, I taught them  “Knock, knock!” “Who’s there?” “Banana.” “Banana who?” “Knock, knock!” ......”Knock, knock!” “Who’s there?” “Orange.” “Orange who?” “Orange you glad I didn’t say banana!” At first they didn’t understand, then once I explained they laughed. Also, my last class of the day was English, and on Tuesdays we go to the Language Lab so I got to watch “Colazione da Tiffany ” in Italian! (Which you probably figured out from the title...) All in all it was a pretty fun day at school.

            When I got home, there was pasta. Which wasn’t surprising at all, but I still love coming home from school to see pasta waiting. And it was the pasta with chickpeas, so it made me think of Luke! Then, I’m still trying to figure out how I feel about this…we ate cavallo (translation: horse.) Yeah, I know, “You ate horse?! You are such an awful person!” is what you’re thinking. And to make it worse, I actually thought it tasted good. I might have enjoyed eating it if I hadn’t known what it was.

            Then, after lunch I watched Make It or Break It with Antonia! It just started yesterday in Italy, and since (I admit this shamefully…) I’ve seen every episode in English(more than once D:) I can actually keep up and sometimes understand exactly what they’re saying. Then I studied Italian verbs until I went to dance class, where I actually kept up! I didn’t feel incompetent! Can I get a Huffah? (Grace, Sydney, Sarah!)

            And now, here I am writing this, after eating panzerotti for dinner. Delicious. I’m finally starting to feel normal here, I’m reaching a point where going home would take some readjusting, and I couldn’t just jump back into things like I’d never left. I love Italy! J