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Published: September 16th 2009
Now, I know I just wrote yesterday, but today was simply too wonderful to not write down. I suppose I could write it in my diary, but then I could very well forget to put it in my next blog or simply become too lazy to type it, so here it is:
The happiness of this day actually had some origins in an evening a few days ago, starting with a puzzle. Not just any puzzle, but one of a tiger and its cub. This puzzle had the number 1000 written defiantly on its box and sat atop a shelf above the other board games, symbolic to me of it's arrogant nature. So it started with a puzzle, a puzzle that a certain 14 year old said was "impossible" (in a rather thick accent), and a certain 12 year old was quick to agree. Wishing to be inspiring and prove that very little, aside from slamming revolving doors, was impossible, I pulled the puzzle down from it's pedestal and dumped it out on the living room table. Patti, every time I saw that puzzle I thought of you, and every time I worked on it you were sitting in my mind muttering over how the piece SHOULD have fit. Anyways, two days later, and here I am, the puzzle was finished not too many hours ago and along with the feeling of accomplishment that came form the simply pleasure of completion came the happy feeling that an unspoken message had been given. Now I know that never again will these boys let puzzles be labeled as impossible.
The next thing that made today so nice was English class at school, after feeling like your extremely unintelligent for over a week, its amazing how nice it is to be good at something, and to understand what is being said. In school, particularly in the classes that consist of a teacher talking, all period, I have decided the best thing to do is pick out words a don't understand and write them down to look up later. It's my own little self assigned homework and seems to have many benefits, including keeping me awake in class and giving me the impression I'm learning something. These last two days I have also caught the bus by myself, which is vastly more difficult to do than one might assume. Its a small bus and out of a crowd of 1,000 children I'm the only one who wants to ride it, and the bus driver will take any excuse not to stop. So, this means i must try and firgure out where best to stand so that the other bigger buses and all the other kids don't block the bus drivers view of my sticking my hand out in a desperation. I have managed so far, but just barley. I also noticed some incredible things regarding to fashion at school today. #1: There was a girl that had a vibrant green shirt that matched not only her shoes, but also her underwear (her pants were so low in front you saw the top of them). Enough said. #2: A teacher wore matching brown shirt and pants with a light blue jacket, then managed to match a two tone necklace to both her light blue jacket and dark blue eyes. Mastery of fashion seems to be as common here as people who speak mediocre English, meaning its everywhere.
I later settled down to do some homework and was pleasantly interrupted. Giulia Guerra and Edoardo both came by to say hello and after Giulia helped me finish my daily translations we walked into the city center and went to cafe Bergamo for delicious coffees. As i sat with a steaming cappuccino before me in a cozy "bar" it hit me. I smiled and started to bubble and giggle, I was in sitting in a cafe with the locals, in Italy. IN ITALY. I couldn't stop smiling. Life can surprise you at the strangest of times.
I am now lying in bed after making some promising progress at teaching the younger two boys to shuffle cards and feel the pleasant weariness that comes from a full day fogging my brain. The sound of rain drifts into my ears like a lullaby. Sono multo Feliche.
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sandy
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sono molto felice.... sounds great....keep taking it all in