That’s right. One
trimester of language school at CINCEL is officially over. I am now 1/3 of the way to knowing all there
is to know about the Spanish language (if you believe that- there is a deposed
Nigerian prince in need of your financial assistance). I am off to a pretty decent start
though. The language school is meant to
give the missionaries a solid start to their lives in Latin America so they can
do ministry and continue to develop their language skills in the country of God’s
choosing. I definitely think it is doing
that. I am able to understand what
someone is talking about roughly ½ of the time so I am excited about that. Of course, more often than not their comments
are of a simple variety:
“What would you like to drink/ eat?”
“How are you doing today?”
“That will be 6500 colones.” (The Costa Rican currency is
around 500:1 with the US dollar, so 6500 would be roughly $13.00)
“Did you see that guy just now, he was REALLY tall?” (This is said more about me than to me, but I still count it.)
The point being, if they want to talk about politics or anything more than the daily norm, I am lost. But considering where I was, I feel like I am coming along well and anticipate the more complicated stuff to come in the next two trimesters I am here.
“Did you see that guy just now, he was REALLY tall?” (This is said more about me than to me, but I still count it.)
The point being, if they want to talk about politics or anything more than the daily norm, I am lost. But considering where I was, I feel like I am coming along well and anticipate the more complicated stuff to come in the next two trimesters I am here.
