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I realized today that I am definitely in the wrong class when the instructor said something about homework and then suddenly everyone pulled out notebook papers with writing all over it! I totally missed that! I did do homework – I did what I thought I heard the assignment was, but obviously was way off. How embarassing.

Though, I have to remind myself that I am not in college, and there is no divine expectation that I should be able to handle this level. I was placed here arbitrarily based on a short oral test, a written test and the fact that I have had 3 years of Spanish. I think they based too much on my prior experience not realizing that 1) My college course was basically a review of what I had been taught in high school and 2) my last Spanish class was 13 years ago!!

It’s not that the material is too far beyond where I should be, but it is being taught much faster than I can handle. At several points today between trying to listen, blowing my nose and coughing attacks, I would just shut down – it could have been Greek they were speaking for all I know.

I did talk to the first professor (Marisa) and told her I thought this level was too hard and that I did not know what the assignment was; she reviewed what I was supposed to do, but I felt a little blown off by the other concern. At that time the next profesor (Raquel) was coming into the room. Marisa did let her know my concern, and Raquel encouraged me to stay in the class for the rest of the week since we have a short week (Friday is a Catholic Holiday), and if I felt the same way on Thursday, I could join a different class next week.

During our break the Canadian and the other American in my class talked to me about it and they were both encouraging.
At least two of the three professors and a few in my class know that I am struggling.

I want so much to feel well enough to go out and meet people, to check out the city more and see the sun! But I’m still in the dumps with this cold. I don’t think either of us got much sleep last night. It’s moved into my chest now and I have frequent, violent coughing attacks. Samuel finally moved to the couch at 4 am. And it is just too hot out to open the industrial strength shades we have drawn in front of the windows to keep out the heat.

Maybe next week . . .

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