I've just written a french post, I presume this one is going to be harder. It's funny how your brain needs a few seconds to rewire in order to change languages when you are not bilingual. I wish I was born to a french father, an english father and in a basque community where I could also learn spanish at the same time, but life had certainly other plans and has given me the _joy_ of engaging in three language learning adventures. For the moment just three, but you never know if another language will be knocking on your door. I've said _joy_ with a little bit of irony yes, but I also consider it a pleasure a lot of the time, the joy of improving, of getting to communicate with others, of discovering amazing cultural features only reserved to those who speak that language.

This new challenge of teaching chemistry for a few weeks in english is helping not only realize how much my english had rusted (just as iron in a moist environment , hahhah, nerd!) buy also how much I love this language. I've recovered the motivation to improve my production of english both speaking and writing. All the reading and listening I do almost everyday with scientific papers, tv series, books or podcast in english is great, but it is not helping me develop my fluenty.

We'll see how this journey continues!