All of a sudden, last weekend, my Portuguese finally clicked. My grammar is still terrible, and I can’t speak with a large vocabulary, but I can TALK. And understand. And I feel more comfortable riding the buses and the vans, knowing I can ask the driver to stop where I need him to. I feel more comfortable at the farmer’s markets, too. Everywhere really. It’s an incredible feeling, to know that you can communicate in some way, quite efficiently. There is a bit of security there in knowing that you can speak and be spoken to.
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