Navigating Language
Navigating Language I've got Spanish on my mind. Words slush and slosh around if I were a pirate slipping on the unsure decks of my wooden boat in a choppy sea of language. It is a tiny boat for the moment, big enough to contain me and some vocab. The structure of my Spanish boat is flimsy at best, although I keep adding boards every day to reinforce it. Someday soon I will graduate to a sail boat which will navigate the word world with much more ease. Eventually, I will join my mates on a common ship and be able to understand all their "ayes" and "ts". Oh, how I wish that day were already here! But mateys, let's admit something: although at times it can be frustrating to come up with a blank instead of a sentence, it's exciting. I am constructing a new vessel to navigate in, to be able to dangle my toes off of or even launch off of. The sky's the limit as I swim under its falling stars of knowledge. I get to approach the world as a 3-year-old ag...