Some of my host sisters friends were outside and were calling her name, so we went down to say hello and have her introduce me to them!
I couldn't understand hardly anything they were saying -____-
They talked so fast, I couldn't even think before they expected a response, so I stood there and said, "no parla Italiano"
They laughed when I responded to "Tu quanti anni hai?" (how old are you?) with "sedici!" (sixteen) because of my accent.
They seemed to keep forgetting I didn't speak Italian and would shout a long sentence at me and I would just stare back.
It. Was. Terrible.
They adored that I was from America, because they kept saying "Lei é bella americaniiii!" (she is a beautiful American)
And they did not want to say goodbye! I couldn't remember their names for the life of me. Michael Angelo, Antonio, Patrik, Lora, and some other Italian names!
Overall, it was stressful and embarrassing, but it felt nice being social!
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