After church today, someone I had never met before came up to me and started speaking in French. I understood him, and responded in French. Then he said something else in French, and I responded to that and posed another question. In French! Back and forth and back and forth, like a conversation between two people. I was pretty proud of myself.
They spoke French, too.
I’m shy in any language, so I have mostly practiced French with close friends of mine, and am often timid about speaking up in Francophone Situations. I also feel really bad every time someone has to translate something for me; I think that if I’m living in a Francophone country, have a Francophone boyfriend, and go to a Francophone church, I should really be able to speak French. Every chance I get to practice is a roller coaster of emotions (sort of) depending on how successful I am in speaking and understanding. Sometimes I’ll have a long conversation in French with someone I know, and then someone I haven’t spoken to before will come ask me a question and I’ll have no clue how to respond. Or I’ll understand a whole sermon and then will miss that the pastor just asked everyone to stand up. Up and down on the roller coaster of Francophone emotion.
This is a real roller coaster.
Hopefully after a few more months, I’ll be a lot more confident about speaking French. I’ll keep you updated. And I’ll keep working my hardest to improve. It’s now or never!
If this guy could speak, it would probably be in French.