What is this, China?

Trip Start Jul 14, 2013
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Trip End Aug 15, 2013


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Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Today, after German, I had a lovely diction coaching with Dr. Mary Dibbern, who really showed me a thing or two about Italian pronunciation. When lunch was done, I did a little bit of work before heading over to the top floor of St. Mark's Church where we all met Gerald Finley!!

Let me tell you something about Gerald Finley. He. Is. A. Big. Deal. I just want to say that we were all fangirling so much we could hardly contain ourselves. Just go read his bio and you'll understand. What a fantastic singer.

He spoke to us about the job for a while-- about being a professional and how to get through hardships and things like that. I really enjoyed his talk and am so grateful that he took the time to come speak to us.

When that was over, I needed to run a few errands, one of which included checking to see if there were any last-minute standing room tickets left for Falstaff tonight. I exited the ticket office disappointed, and when I tried walking back to SC, this horde of Venezuelan middle school boys blocked my path. The kids were part of El Sistema (see the July 30 entry) and were up to some mischief. When they saw me they called out some stuff-- basically any English they knew including "Hallo" to see if I would respond. 

So I did. In Spanish.

I had to pick the boys' jaws up from the floor and reattach them to their skulls. In shock, they asked me if I spoke Spanish and I started up a conversation with them in their native tongue. They could not believe their ears as we talked and then proceeded to ask me if they could take pictures with me.

As flashbacks of last month powered through my mind, I posed for a good ten minutes while these twelve-year-olds snapped photos with their cameras and phones. I was the biggest shock they had come across since arriving to Europe. I finally pried myself from their midst and made my way through the crowd, passing through the children while excusing myself in Spanish. I distinctly heard the kids start talking about me as I left-- some others turned to the first group and asked if I really spoke Spanish.

Now this random blonde is going to be in Venezuelan and Chinese family scrapbooks. Lovely.
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