Wednesday, January 30, 2013

lessons in ... life? love? living?

It's been a while since I wrote... why is that? I'm not sure.
All I can say that, living here is almost like a 'normal' life. I get up in the morning to go to school, I come home to have lunch, fill my afternoon with homework and in the evening I go to choir.

The lessons here in Pordenone are much better then the ones in Firenze. The teachers explain every rule clearly and repeat them and after this explanation you get some exercises on paper. Only after those you're asked to answer and read out loud. While in Firenze I was asked difficult questions, without explanation or without time to prepare the answer. And after a teacher saw the look of panic in my eyes, the quickly moved on to another student. I felt incapable a lot of the time. But not here. This teaching method is much better suited for me and I learn quicker and more this way. Of course, never quite quick enough for my taste, but you can't learn to fly over night.

The choirs are also lovely, the people are really warm. They take me in like I'm one of them, care for me, in simple ways, providing the right sheet music, helping me understand everything, showing interest. Actually I was really taken aback at this behavior, I'm used to sitting alone, people walking away when I want some contact, when I try to talk to them. These people are the opposite of that.
Yesterday a woman walked up to me and said: "I want to talk to you for a second", instantly I freaked out, but she simply said: "I wanted to ask if you would come to dinner at my place?"
Still not completely at ease I asked the woman why, there had to be a reason. But she said: "you're a friend from the choir now..." I felt something breaking... something old, hard and cold broke, or melted. Bless her for being so honest and straightforward.
Of course I accepted this proposal.

Also, the family I'm staying with is so full of love. For each other, but also for other people, for the world, the environment and even I get a little share. It's lovely to see and an honor to be a part of and sometimes a bit unsettling.

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