What were your thoughts when you first tied to understand Italian conversations? Did the conversation match your expectations? How did you feel when you heard your first words?
Do you feel like listening to Italian is like being on another planet? Like catching Italian words is like catching butterflies in a field? Like following a conversation in Italian is like running from one place to another, trying to figure out what is going on around you?
Do you get lost when someone speaks to you in Italian? Does it feel like words change one after the other too soon too fast? Like when you’ve finally caught a word, the other person has already moved on to a different subject?