I had an epiphany last week. Every wednesday I sit down to prepare for my Thursday night translating. That's right. I translate currently every Thursday night for a program at a library. It's a 6 week program and tonight will be the 3rd week. It's a cute program that gathers some families together, feeds them, reads some cute kids books, and then they all discuss them. Every week there is a theme within the grand theme for the program. For example, the main theme is animals, but this week's topic is curiosity. It's very cute and lots of fun, and I have the wonderful opportunity to translate for the Spanish-speaking families that choose to come.
Except none have. Not one.
But I digress- the epiphany.
I HATE TRANSLATING.
There. I said it. Whew, what a relief. WHAT???? YOU SPENT ALMOST 5 YEARS GETTING A DEGREE IN SPANISH. HOW CAN YOU HATE TRANSLATING???? I'm sorry you see it as such. (Me arguing inevitably with myself).
I love the language. I love learning languages. I fully intend to use Spanish every chance I get. However, there's a major flaw here. I live in Ohio. AKA the midwest. There aren't exactly a lot of immigrants in our neck of the woods. I've been out of school for over a year, and I'm terrified to use my degree. why? Because I've lost a lot of it. Not a ton, but it's worn down quite a bit. Mainly the accents. The grammar. The vocabulary (ay, the vocabulary). I'm not used to speaking so fast, and hearing it is a little different. Basically, I'm afraid I've just lost it.
And it shows in my translating. I'm a little slower. I have to look up more words. And, unfortunately, when translating a kid's book which is hard. YOU try to translate chinny-chin-chin it takes HOURS. And when translating, I have this weird opinion that I should stick as closely as I can to the original context. CONTEXT. That's hard. There are millions of English phrases that have no equal in Spanish.
My point being, I came to the conclusion I wasted my Undergraduate years. But that changed, eventually, because I honestly gained so much more from the experience, even if that little piece of paper isn't going to do me much good. At least that's what I'm hoping. And having a liberal arts degree will be particularly useful down the road, like when I get accepted into an MLIS program.
Yup, I plan to go back to school. I want to be a librarian. At least this month. I'm sure next month it'll be something else. It always changes.