Seeing as the last post was a little more reflective, this one will be more…not reflective…?? Aaaand my English is officially deteriorating.
On Friday after school I went with David, Patricia, and Rebeca, to buy a present for Nuria’s birthday. We picked out a jacket and two shirts for Nuria and all split the cost. Afterwards we had McFlurry’s at McDonald’s (yes, I know I’m in Spain…I did not pick out the restaurant), and then I took the metro to a Rotaract meeting at 8:00. It was my second meeting, and I’m really enjoying it. Basically it’s Rotary for the “younger” crowd, and although I’m the youngest one there (most are in their twenties), none of them believed me when I told them I’m 18. At school, everyone thinks I’m 17, and at Rotaract, everyone thinks I’m 23. Interesting. Right now, the Rotaract club is planning their fundraiser to buy Christmas presents for underprivileged kids. It’s a very international club, consisting of, in addition to the Spanish members, a German, 2 Italians, a Brasilian, and a Venezuelan, who all found themselves living in Valencia for one reason or another. It’s a fun group, and definitely something I’m going to continue.
Last night, my friends from school and I all went out for Halloween, because lucky for Spain there’s no school on November 1st due to All Saint’s Day. We met at Miguel’s house to dress up in coordinating zombie costumes. All the girls wore black leggings and black shirts, and then we had fun semi-destroying XXL white t-shirts with scissors and fake blood, aka ketchup. Let’s just say we smelled rather….tomato-y all night. We all ate dinner together, and then went to the Plaza de la Virgin, which was absolutely packed with people. There were hundreds and hundreds of people there, and all my friends were worried I was going to get lost in the crowd. It got kind of funny after awhile because Rebeca and Patricia took turns holding onto my arm. “Who has Paige? Who has Paige?” “She’s right here, with me!” “Okay good!” Haha. I think the highlight of my night, though, was this conversation with Nuria (it was in Spanish, obviously):
Nuria: Do you have grammar classes in high school in the U.S.?
Me: Not the same way you have them here. We have “English” classes, but it’s more literature and writing based than learning the actual structure of the language….Why are you smiling?
Nuria: It’s just that…your Spanish…is really good, Paige. I was thinking back to when you first got here. It was really awful then.
Me (by now I’m not thrown off by Nuria’s bluntness): Thanks, Nuria.
Nuria: Hey, I’ve been meaning to ask you- what does the word “awkward’ mean in English.
Me: Haha that’s a good question! Awkward…it’s like….if you’re with a group of people you don’t really know, and no one can think of anything to say and you’re just sitting there staring at each other in complete silence. That’s an awkward situation.
Nuria: Okay….
Me: Okay, that was a bad example. Awkward is….it’s when…umm…let me think on it Nuria. I’ll let you know when I have a good definition.
Nuria: Say something in English
Me (in English): Right now we’re sitting at the bus stop waiting for your parents to pick us up.
Nuria: Ahhh…it’s so pretty. I want to be able to speak English with your accent, Paige.
Me: No you don’t Nuria. Get a British accent, not a Midwestern one.
Okay, well, I hope you found that a little entertaining. I’m going to go to bed now and mentally prepare for new week. And a new month as well! Here’s to a great November!
Besitos,
Paige
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