In the spring of next year, we are planning to go to Italy. My husband has a classmate who has lived in Italy for many years, and she is organizing a class reunion… in a villa… in Tuscany. Can you come up with any reason why we wouldn’t we want to go? Neither can I!
Likely because he is pretty darned pragmatic, that same husband signed us both up for beginner’s Italian lessons via Ashland’s Parks and Recreation programs. However, since his work schedule is pretty full, he has had trouble making it to class. In fact, I also missed the first class because I misread the schedule. Instead of arriving at 5 PM for class, I arrived a few minutes before 7 PM… which meant I was showing up for the first class of Advanced Italian!
Imagine my surprise when I walked in, thinking I was early, to hear the instructor loudly exclaim, “Ciao Bella!” She then followed that with a rapid-fire series of questions. My deer-in-the-headlights look must have given her some indication that I was in the wrong place at the wrong time and soon she had me all straightened out. What was wonderful is that I left feeling sorry that I had missed my first class rather than embarrassed by my error.
Since then, I have been to three more classes (with five to go!) and have learned a little bit more each week. Italian is such a beautiful language to listen to and I look forward to becoming more fluent as time goes by. Who knows? Maybe by the time we get to Italy, I will actually know how to speak in Italian.
If that happens, then it will be in large part due to our delightful teacher la professoressa, Ms. Rountree. Her enthusiasm is contagious and she is making the class fun. And because yesterday she told us that today is her birthday, I baked her an Apple Crumb Crust Pie. When I gave it to her, I spoke these words: Buon Compleanno e Tanti Auguri per Prossimo Anno.
Mille Grazie Signora!
“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness.” Mark Twain