Finding My Voice Abroad
Finding My Voice Abroad
Rain lashed against the bus window as I counted stops in broken Italian, heart hammering against my ribs. My internship in Milan was collapsing – not because I couldn't design, but because I'd frozen when the client asked about material sustainability. That familiar metallic taste flooded my mouth as I replayed the moment: Marco's expectant pause, colleagues shifting in leather chairs, my stupid tongue cementing itself to the roof of my mouth. I'd spent years acing IELTS exams yet couldn't string together "recycled aluminum composites" when it mattered. That night, I tore through language apps like a starving woman, dismissing chatbots spitting textbook phrases until LOLA SPEAK's trailer glowed on my screen – not vocabulary drills, but a noir thriller where my choices decided if a detective lived.
The first time I held that virtual revolver, sweat slicked my thumb against the phone. A gruff AI voice growled: "The informant's hiding near the harbor. Press him fast before the goons arrive." When I stammered "Wh-where exactly?", the audio crackled with distant foghorns and lapping water. This wasn't learning; it was surviving. I'd flinch when gunshots echoed after wrong choices, adrenaline sharp as the espresso I'd spilled earlier in the café debacle. But slowly, something shifted – the AI didn't judge my "disappeared" instead of "vanished," it just made the thug sneer: "Try harder, detective." I started shouting at pixels, bargaining with virtual drug lords, forgetting I was practicing English. One midnight session, I realized I'd instinctively argued resource ethics with a corrupt mayor character for 20 minutes. My design notes sat untouched.
Two weeks later, I stood before Marco again. He tapped his Montblanc pen: "Your renderings show promise, but can we source locally?" That metallic taste surged back – until I pictured the app's whiskey-swilling informant smirking in the shadows. LOLA SPEAK had rewired my panic into play. "Actually," I heard myself say, voice steady as dock ropes, "Ligurian recycled glass aggregates would reduce transport emissions by 63%." Marco's eyebrow lifted. Later, over bitter amaro, he confessed my sudden fluency felt like watching someone unlock handcuffs mid-fall. The app's dirty secret? Its neural net analyzes hesitation patterns, adapting scenarios to exploit your specific fears – mine being silence under pressure. Mine flooded conversations with ticking clocks and interrupting characters until I learned to wrest control.
Yesterday, I found myself arguing with a Venetian gondolier about over-tourism economics. Not perfect English, but gloriously messy. Rain still hits Milanese buses, but now I taste blood-orange granita, not copper. That noir detective? I let him take the fall last week – his sacrifice taught me failure won't kill you. Just reboot the chapter.
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