Okay, so I’m a little disappointed with myself these days. Partially because I don’t speak any other language as fluently as I do English. It’s become my “native” tongue apparently. I mean whose native tongue is English??? Excluding of course Australians, Brits, Canadians, New Zealanders and Scottish folk because let’s face it, they all have cool accents that make the way they say things in English sound like a completely different language anyway. I’m referring to “American” English.
It’s ironic because I wasn’t born in America. I was born in a small town in Puerto Rico where my first words were in Spanish. I practically spoke fluent Spanish when I came out of my mother’s womb (the child prodigy that I was). I mean not even a little bit of English –at all! So what the hell happened??
We moved to America. That’s what happened. We assimilated nicely however slowly I stopped speaking Spanish as often and picked up English as a first language. My Spanish slowly made its way into the corner of my world collecting cobwebs. As if it were the evil step sister who had been punished and forced to wear a dunce cap on a time out or something. Permanently.
Now I barely understand the language. It’s shameful since my life now is here in Europa. Europeans on average learn to speak 3 different languages by the time they’re out of secondary school. I mean that’s pretty fucking impressive, if you ask me!
I envy them.
Belgians speak Dutch, French and German as well as English so actually right there is four. It’s fascinating to know that they can merge themselves into another neighboring country like France or Germany with such ease because they speak the “native tongue”. Must be nice.
I’ve slowly been (trying) to incorporate the Dutch language into my vocabulary since my girlfriend is a native Belgian and all of her family members, friends and even cat speak Dutch.
So I must.
If I have any future in this country I must give it a try. Dutch is pretty difficult, but maybe my knowledge of the tiny bit of Spanish that I know is more of an advantage here? Maybe, just maybe I should consider relearning my initial native language of Spanish to make myself more appealing. Aha! Maybe that could be my strength here. At the very least if I ever get into trouble or run into people I don’t like, I can always turn on the "español mágica" and no one will understand.
It may not be such a bad thing after all.