
Sometimes it’s not so much about doing something to work toward your goal, but more about just keeping that dream alive. This is especially true for Dream #1. I will get to Russia again someday! I will become fluent at last!
If I were going to choose one dream on my list that stirs up the strongest, deepest feelings of longing – this would be the one . . .
Yesterday I stopped in at a small “international market”, which is really just a Russian market. I went in with my 9-y-o to see if there was something we could buy to supplement our bagel lunch. I, of course, had to buy some tvorog (a Russian dairy product that is one of my favorite foods on the planet – especially when made into sirniki).
The shopkeeper addressed me in English and I had to decide if I was going to go with that or practice my Russian. I chose the latter and really enjoyed talking with him. After inquiring about how I had learned Russian, he expressed his amazement at how good my Russian is for having only lived in Russia for 6 months. He told me I clearly have a talent for it. I often get comments like this when I decide to speak Russian with Russians. I’m not trying to brag, because – believe me – it mystifies me a little! But I think what is coming through and what these people hear when I am talking to them is that I love the Russian language. And everything connected to it.
So, we left the store with a box of tvorog, a loaf of black bread, a “hunter stick” for the boy, and two chocolate bars the shopkeeper gave us out of the kindness of his heart. As I walked down the sidewalk wondering if the hunter stick is the Russian precursor of the Slim Jim, I felt a renewed excitement and resolve about making this dream come true.