I am now in Barcelona Spain. If I think back to my life 1 year ago I never would have thought that I would be doing such a thing. My entire world has changed. God has definitely blessed me with strength to step outside of my comfort zone. The great thing about this experience is I know I am here for a purpose. Everything worked out smoothly and for that I am grateful.
I have been submerged into an entirely different culture. At times I feel uncomfortable and helpless but most of the time I love to soak it all in. To see life from a new perspective is very refreshing. I am confidant this is an experience that will add to my growth mentally, physically, and spiritually.
Every time the sun rises I know that new and exciting experiences are ahead of me. I never know quite what to expect and that is great. At the end of the day I can reflect and be proud of how I handled myself in very difficult situations.
The locals are very nice and seem to appreciate when people try to adjust to their culture. I don’t speak fluent Spanish but I make a tremendous effort to speak nothing but Spanish when I interact with the people here. (Even if I have to pull out my dictionary) I want to show them the respect that so many foreigners have shown me time and time again while visiting America.
My living situation is not what I expected either. I live in an apartment just a few blocks from the University. I live with. two guys and two girls. They are all undergraduate students. They are very sweet and I like them a lot but it gets difficult for me at times. They are all pretty much in a stage that I passed up a long time ago. They want to go out and party every night when I am trying to recuperate and prepare myself for the next day. They even gave me the nickname mama. They said it is because my caring and nurturing ways. They are also impressed with the fact that I cook and clean on a daily basis. It is funny being called mama, but it has kind of grown on me. Now even some of the people at the School are calling me mama. The name has defiantly stuck. I guess maybe that means they see me as a good example and respect what I stand for.
I have been submerged into an entirely different culture. At times I feel uncomfortable and helpless but most of the time I love to soak it all in. To see life from a new perspective is very refreshing. I am confidant this is an experience that will add to my growth mentally, physically, and spiritually.
Every time the sun rises I know that new and exciting experiences are ahead of me. I never know quite what to expect and that is great. At the end of the day I can reflect and be proud of how I handled myself in very difficult situations.
The locals are very nice and seem to appreciate when people try to adjust to their culture. I don’t speak fluent Spanish but I make a tremendous effort to speak nothing but Spanish when I interact with the people here. (Even if I have to pull out my dictionary) I want to show them the respect that so many foreigners have shown me time and time again while visiting America.
My living situation is not what I expected either. I live in an apartment just a few blocks from the University. I live with. two guys and two girls. They are all undergraduate students. They are very sweet and I like them a lot but it gets difficult for me at times. They are all pretty much in a stage that I passed up a long time ago. They want to go out and party every night when I am trying to recuperate and prepare myself for the next day. They even gave me the nickname mama. They said it is because my caring and nurturing ways. They are also impressed with the fact that I cook and clean on a daily basis. It is funny being called mama, but it has kind of grown on me. Now even some of the people at the School are calling me mama. The name has defiantly stuck. I guess maybe that means they see me as a good example and respect what I stand for.
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