Spanish

It has been awhile since my last post. It hasn't been like me recently. I usually write something every other day, if not every day. But since Friday, I have been very busy. I worked a double on both Friday and Saturday, and then on Sunday I traveled to Atlanta to take care of some stuff. And on my way back I got a call saying that my grandfather had been rushed to the hospital.

When he gets rushed in, it is pretty serious. He is someone that has went through two open heart surgeries, has had fingers cut off, and arms broken and stuff. And last summer we had a major scare when he thought he was having a heart attack. It occured at my house when I was alone and at the time I didn't even think of his heart until my aunt came and took him. That's when I bawled like a baby. In that case, he had worked his heart to the point to where it felt like one.

This time, after hours and hours of test, they found that his gallbladder was fill with stones. And it was filled to the point where some stones had no other choice to go other places, and got lodged into his intestines. So yesterday the lodge was removed, and today his gallbladder was removed. He is doing fine, but it has been a focus for me so far this week. And when something happens to him all of my family comes like its a family reunion.

Another thing on my mind is my Spanish class. I don't think I have mentioned that I have the class, but let me tell you: It is HELL! I have never faced such a hard class in my life. This is the first time that I have looked at something and not understood it on some level, the first time that I have had to get a tutor, and the first time I have felt like I was borderline failing.

But the problem is that we are not being taught the words. My sister had spanish and she was taught the words before using them in sentences. We are the exact opposite. Who does that? I would much rather know how to say the word before trying to put a word I have never seen before into a sentence. And she also assigns 20 assignments due the following week, but the work is material that we haven't even covered. We have asked her what the hell she is doing, and she says that the assignments are to prepare us. Yes, it does prepare us: For the failing grade awaiting me after I realize I have no clue what is being asked of me.

I have thought of dropping it numerous times, but it is alot harder now. Now I have understood that I have to take up to Spanish 4 by the time I graduate with my major. By that time I'll be speaking it fluently I think. And it is also harder now because I have a tutor involved. And then there is the fact that I have never given up on anything before. But that was also because I have never taken a class that has been this complicated, with a teacher that thinks we already know it.

Yes, this has been my recent things going on. And you can tell with my Spanish that I have my hands full. I'm hoping that everything becomes balanced soon and then I won't be so stressed out!

-Tyler