Global Language Experience
In the Classroom
My first global language experience occurred within the classroom at UF through taking my Italian Language courses. At UF, I took Beginning Italian 1 & 2, as well as Intermediate Italian 1. In these courses, I learned much more than a language, but also a culture and lifestyle. My professor for Intermediate Italian 1 was from the region of Ischia and taught us many different terms in his dialect, as well as the slang in Napoli. It was interesting to learn a new language from a multitude of angles and allowed me to experience the diversity and fruit of the Italian Language. I also learned about cultural foods, movies, music, books, and other generalities of life there that made me well prepared to travel there. I learned about the regional dishes in Italy, and the importance of growing Marzano tomatoes in the shadow of Mt. Vesuvius. I learned of the popular dance styles in the region of Napoli, listened to popular Italian bands such as Maneskin, and learned of the importance of catholicism and soccer to the country as a whole. I truly believe this experience well prepared me outside of simple language acquisition but also taught me the importance of thoroughly learning and researching a region before I step into it.
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In the Mediterranean
My second global language experience occurred in my travels around Sorrento and beyond, into regions of Rome and Florence. I was ecstatic to practice my Italian once I visited and would let nothing get in my way. Most of the people I traveled with did not speak any Italian, so I had many times to practice being the group translator. Many Italians spoke English, but I refused to slip and spoke as brokenly and unabashedly as I could. In this discomfort, I found generosity and curiosity. I found locals who loved to talk about their beloved towns and share hole-in-the-wall cafes to peruse. I met a woman in Veterinary School on a train to Florence, and allowed her to practice her English while I practiced Italian. Connection through language and speaking in one's mother tongue opens them up to sharing their beautiful cultures and experiences. I did of course experience those who were not fond of American tourists, and even though I tried to blend in with the locals, it was apparent when I referred to a boy as 'ragazzo' instead of the Napoleon 'Ragazz'. Laugher and flushed checks ensued, but I persisted and learned to step out of the bubble of discomfort to find learning and confidence there. This global experience made me more confident to step into the world in America and use my voice passionately, and continue to be kind to others attemping to learn my native tongue.