So i had already taken a year of Spanish at my old school when i was a freshmen, and it was such a breeze for me. Not having taken any Spanish since then i thought that i might have a little trouble getting back into the whole thing but i still thought that i could step into it with confidence and i would do okay!
The first day of class i had my confident attitude that everything was going to be cool, then we actually got started and everything the teacher said was in Spanish and i was so confused i couldn't understand a lick of what the teacher was trying to say it was all foreign to me, then i started to get concerned, because i had heard from students that took this class previously, about how hard it was and about the very disappointing grades they had to take home to their parents.
As the class drowned on i dreaded every minute of it, because i could hardly understand what Ms. Santana was saying, and then she would just happen to ask me a question and usually i could get away with a "Si" and a nodding of the head. Other times it wouldn't work out as i had planned.
Now it is about the fifth week of school and i am kind of gettinf the hang of this whole spanish class bit...i think. All you have to do is look really interested and when she asks you a question say, yes, in spanish and make sure you right all the homework down and maybe if your lucky at the end of the quarter you'll end up with a "C"
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Haha! That's so funny. I sympathize for you that don't know Spanish...not! Just kidding Dahlia! I would be lost too if I didn't know the language. See you later.
It sure sounds like my Junior year. First day of class she started speaking Spanish and I thought she was going to translate. It was finally 5 minutes till the bell would ring and I was being very frantic. I raised my hand and asked her to translate the entire class into English. Well It didn't go well.
Ahh the joys of Spanish class! That's all I have to say!!
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