Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Il Progresso (not the canned soup)

Buon giorno. Io sono seduta nell soggiorno. Porto una maglietta nera e bianca e dei jeans, ma non delle scarpe. Io ho i capelli castani. Il mio gatto, Hemingway, è grigio e bianco. Lui beve acqua in una ciotola. Noi viviamo a Brooklyn, una città negli Stati Uniti. Io lavoro di pomeriggio e di sera, ma non di mattina. Oggi è mercoledì. La tavola nell soggiorno è marrone. Io ho sete.

Hello. I am sitting in the living room. I am wearing a black and white tee shirt (I still lack the vocabulary to say "a black and off-white tank top"; forgive me) and jeans, but no shoes. I have brown hair. My cat, Hemingway, is grey and white (again, don't know how to say "and currently biting my arm"). He is drinking water in a bowl (the in isn't quite right). We live in Brooklyn, a city in the United States. I work in the afternoon and in the evening, but not in the morning. Today is Wednesday. The table in the living room is brown. I am thirsty.

I can actually say a lot more, like: "How old are you? I am 17." (Tu quanti anni hai? Io ho diciassette anni.) I haven't learned numbers above 20 yet, but I would guess that my age is something like ventinove; I'll keep you posted. Also things like "We eat breakfast outside." (Noi facciamo colazione fuori.) Maybe in the next update, I'll write a little story, rather than just sticking to what I know how to say about myself. Let's hear it for Rosetta Stone.

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