Personal Narrative: My Trip To Chile

Growing up, my parents spoke a lot of Spanish in our household. My sisters and I would be able to pick up bit and pieces of this foreign language to be able to communicate easier. Our grandmother, who could only speak Spanish, played a big role in my understanding of the language. Her home country is Chile and she had been wanting to go back and visit It with us. During the summer that year my parents and my grandparents prepared a trip to go visit. As a child just hearing the word vacation would excite me, but I wasn’t prepared for the trials I would face when we would arrive in Chile. At the airport, the most boring part of the trip for a child, we waited for a few hours until our plane had arrived. When we got on the plane I was able to get the seat near the window so I can get a view of the land as we flew through the skies. Nothing much happened throughout the plane ride however, what happened after would open my eyes to the world. We had arrived in Chile and proceeded to baggage check and left the airport. My grandparents met up with some friends that would escort us to our house. They spoke Spanish, which I wasn’t all too familiar with other than the basics. Just watching them as my grandparents were laughing and having a good time I was thinking to myself, what are they saying? A short …show more content…
For my last 2 years my teacher, Ms.Kreisberg, made teaching Spanish a lot easier to understand. She provided us with many projects that were Spanish related in hopes of improving our understanding. There were also the presentations she had us do where many students did not want to speak their “Broken Spanish” in front of the class. She encouraged us to try our best since that’s all we could do. Unlike the first teacher I had Ms.Kreisberg would pair up with those who are native in the language so that the group would have someone to explain the lesson to those who didn’t