I stayed in Honduras, since I find myriad ways to be helpful, often not medical.
Pure pleasure, but NOT ecstasy. Every child, every caretaker I can have a role in easing the horror my own childhood gives me, either because of dopamine
I appreciate EVERYTHING anybody did to help.
With that awareness, I find many other "little David Blacks."
Sounds like it’s been a healing journey for you, in many ways…and that you were able to take your childhood experiences and give them new meaning by using them to help others in need. Honduras is lucky to have you.
How precise, well-written description of my feelings the 1st 2 or 3 years here in my 3rd world country 25 years ago.
Achieving 2nd language fluency was so exciting.
I'd taken college-level courses in the States. I could read passably well. For 1st time in my life, I did not chide my brain for not having already been an expert.
I was totally dependent on my brain's figuring things out. I learned anything else I'd set my mind to.
I was so burned out on life in the States, I was glad to be "anyplace else.
My main desire was to be useful. Local proest facilitated that I found many non-medical ways to be useful. That I was and american taking time to go to language school. That I was completely unaffiliated, with no preplanned dare of escape back to their Disney Land, Hollywood impression of the States
Language school provided a haven, something to do each day, wonderful way to slip into the cuotyre
Thank you, Dr. Black - that’s quite the compliment coming from someone with your background. I appreciate the feedback - sometimes I post these essays and I question whether or not they’re too abstract or if they’ll even resonate with other people living abroad.
May I ask what country you’re living in, and what language(s) you needed to learn?
I'm not a saint.
I'm responsible.
I unaffiliated.
I ESCAPED from the frenzy of the culture of the Stares 25 years ago.
A loyal American.
I wanted to be a polyglot all of my life. 5 was my goal.
Just 2 with a little college German
I intended to be a nomad, but I found ways to be useful here. The elder member of a wonderful extended family for 25 years.
I never say yes when I mean no.
I've not exploited.
If someone misuses funds, I stop the flow.
That has not happened in more than 15 years.
NOT a convenient place to live!
People very prone to be friendly.
FRIENDS
Thanks for responding
Honduras
Honduras
Spanish
I stayed in Honduras, since I find myriad ways to be helpful, often not medical.
Pure pleasure, but NOT ecstasy. Every child, every caretaker I can have a role in easing the horror my own childhood gives me, either because of dopamine
I appreciate EVERYTHING anybody did to help.
With that awareness, I find many other "little David Blacks."
It's so much easier to be helpful here.
No 20-foot walls keep me from seeing them.
50 Random Acts of Kindness.
Sounds like it’s been a healing journey for you, in many ways…and that you were able to take your childhood experiences and give them new meaning by using them to help others in need. Honduras is lucky to have you.
How precise, well-written description of my feelings the 1st 2 or 3 years here in my 3rd world country 25 years ago.
Achieving 2nd language fluency was so exciting.
I'd taken college-level courses in the States. I could read passably well. For 1st time in my life, I did not chide my brain for not having already been an expert.
I was totally dependent on my brain's figuring things out. I learned anything else I'd set my mind to.
I was so burned out on life in the States, I was glad to be "anyplace else.
My main desire was to be useful. Local proest facilitated that I found many non-medical ways to be useful. That I was and american taking time to go to language school. That I was completely unaffiliated, with no preplanned dare of escape back to their Disney Land, Hollywood impression of the States
Language school provided a haven, something to do each day, wonderful way to slip into the cuotyre
Thank you, Dr. Black - that’s quite the compliment coming from someone with your background. I appreciate the feedback - sometimes I post these essays and I question whether or not they’re too abstract or if they’ll even resonate with other people living abroad.
May I ask what country you’re living in, and what language(s) you needed to learn?