I never learn. One of my New Year’s resolutions was to get back on track and post regularly, i.e., at least once a week. Already broken. Sigh.

New Year's resolutions are the same in any language.

When I began this endeavor, I didn’t count on how hard it would be to write the Spanish entries. As the Spanish idiom nicely expresses it—“me cuesta mucho”—literally, it “costs” me. It costs me significant time and effort to string together a series of sentences that make sense in a foreign language. It costs me to come up with something to write about—from two different approaches—that will interest Spanish speakers, Spanish learners, and those who have no interest in learning Spanish (major fail on that last). Still, I intend to persist (at least for the present) in the hopes that by continuing to write I won’t lose the Spanish I have, I’ll manage to keep in touch with friends I’ve made in Spanish-speaking countries, and I’ll keep on keepin’ on despite the “cost.”

Over the past week, I noticed on Facebook (like blogs, another bastion of oversharing) that an image of Woody Guthrie’s New Year’s resolutions for 1942 was making the rounds. I wanted to share it here because I like the homespum tone, the illustrations, and the resolutions themselves, particularly numbers 15, 18, 19 and 20. You’ll find it at the end of this post.

Una de mis resoluciones para el Año Nuevo fue escribir las entradas con mas frecuencia. Me prometí a mi mismo que escribiría por lo menos una entrada cada semana. Ya pasó mi propia fecha limité. Quizás como las reglas, las resoluciones se hicieron para romperse.

Es evidente que todo el mundo quiere dejar de fumar.

La verdad es que me cuestan mucho tiempo y trabajo crear cada entrada. Además, necesito encontrar un tema de que se puede acercar de dos puntos de vista. Quiero persistir porque quiero mejorar mis habilidades, desafiar a mi cerebro que envejece y mantener contacto con mis amigos de otros países. Es un sueño, yo sé. Pero los sueños nos alimentan.

La imagen abajo muestra las resoluciones del Año Nuevo (por 1942) de Woody Guthrie, un cantautor americano muy famoso por sus canciones de protesta. Una de sus canciones era en el programa Alt. Latino que discutí en la entrada pasada. El Woody estaba muy orgulloso de ser un hombre de la gente y un hombre de la tierra. Por eso, su estilo de escribir era casual y no seguía las reglas gramáticas. Pero los sentimientos son correctos y admirables. El Woody resolvió amar mas (números 28-31), ser feliz (número 18) y mantener funcionado la “maquina de la esperanza” (número 19).

One response to “Resolutions/Resoluciones

  1. Well, you have company for the resolution-fail guilt. My foremost New Year’s resolution was to get on the bike every day. On January 11, I muffed it. Now, to my great relief, I have 355 days left to steel myself to try again next year.

    I loved Woody’s resolutions. He would have been 29 when he wrote them — a more auspicious age to believe that one can change oneself than one’s 50s. Sigh.

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