My Spanish learning journey hit a plateau that has been going on for over a year now. I am still interested, and I still do put a lot of thought in it on a daily basis, but my active learning time is really short each day. I take a Duolingo lesson, and many days…that’s it. One lesson.
My Spanish interactions are generally the same as I’ve been doing for quite a while, I order food and have some very brief conversations, but I’m not progressing at all.
What happened the other night is we were at a Mexican restaurant and I just didn’t want to put in the effort. Lisa called me out on it, as she should have. It takes concentration, and at this point, it shouldn’t. At least not to order my food. I should be very comfortable with that at this point, but I’m not. “Scared” is not the right word, but it’s a little of that. Once I start speaking Spanish with someone, I’m out on this limb… I’m vulnerable. I know that the next thing said to me might result in a blank stare from me, and a bail-out to English. No entiendo. Lo siento, mi espanol is muy basico….mi espanol es caca.