We’ve been learning Italian during quarantine

The Hippie has been such an inspiration. She’s 15 already, has earned massive awards in science fairs and is now learning Japanese in an effort to be a foreign exchange student some day.

Anyway, as if one new language wasn’t enough, she approached me a couple of months ago and said, “Would you like to learn Italian with me?”

This sounded so fun. I immediately remembered how well my brother had spoken German. Growing up, we lived by several big ski resorts and people from all over the world would visit. One day we sat at a Mexican restaurant and some Germans appeared to be talking about us. I’ll never forget their faces when they were about to leave and my brother said several things to them in German. One of them turned bright red—and my brother never told me what they (or he) said.

So, to be able to do something like that, well it sounded fun. Plus, some of my relatives (who have since passed away) lived in America (Utah specifically), but they could only speak Italian. It sounds awesome to learn a language my mom always heard growing up.

Anyway, Mike and I had so much fun this Memorial Day. Here’s our first attempt at having a conversation in Italian. This text was taken from the Pimsleur app which we’ve been using to learn.
Quarantine has offered some pretty wonderful opportunities for us—trying to learn Italian is one of them.