Willow ,'The Killer In Me'
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Hooray for Arabic lessons!
Is this week's #1 Single the last one?
I thought the last one was several weeks ago? Or, at least, I haven't seen a new one in a while.
It is a gorgeous day out, but I couldn't think of anything else to do outside! LAME. This is the problem with not buying things -- no shopping.
Hooray for Arabic lessons!
My brother went to language school when he joined the Navy right out of high school, and learned Farsi. Did the whole total immersion thing and all, which was very impressive.
Especially since he failed French in high school.
I have a sort-of relative who was a translator in Korea, in the military. She hated it. Came back to the US, never wanted to leave or speak another language again. Made me so sad!
Well done him! My wee sister knows some Farsi.
Made me so sad!
That is sad. Learning a language (well) is one thing I've always wanted to do.
Well done him!
I think so! I mean, I can imagine me learning French (better than *I* did in high school) or Italian or Spanish, but anything with a completely different alphabet? Probably out of my reach.
Plus, it took him in great directions within the Navy. He does a lot of intel, and has moved up really impressively at a young age. Plus, he'll have marketable skills when he retires.
I mean, I can imagine me learning French (better than *I* did in high school) or Italian or Spanish, but anything with a completely different alphabet? Probably out of my reach.
Yeah, I feel the same way. In Mexico, I found that I have pretty decent restaurant Spanish, but that's as far as it goes. But I at least feel like I could get better. A new alphabet? Brand new sounds? Forget it.
This woman (my step-cousin-in-law. really) was overall kind of a tragic person. She told me that the only time she smoked in the house was when she was on bedrest, pregnant with her son. But only a couple a day!
With my brother trying to talk his boss into sending him to Prague for a conference (I'd so sneak along) and mom wistfully wanting to go to the Christmast markets in Germany with me...I'm wishing my language skills stayed current.
In the midst of a laundry blitz. Had a very nice weekend and as soon as I slow down from it, I may be an inarticulate(-er) puddle of goo. Out of practice for conversing all weekend, no matter how fun. To my great amusement we were ready to crash by 10 each night. Woohoo grownuphood!
I do have to lodge a complaint with the Weather Department: Saturday's SUCKED.
My brother went to language school when he joined the Navy right out of high school, and learned Farsi. Did the whole total immersion thing and all, which was very impressive.
Especially since he failed French in high school.
Some kids just are not ready for high school, or are only borderline ready, and don't end up with teachers with whom they click, so they don't fall in love with subjects.
I mean, I can imagine me learning French (better than *I* did in high school) or Italian or Spanish, but anything with a completely different alphabet? Probably out of my reach.
Yeah, I feel the same way. In Mexico, I found that I have pretty decent restaurant Spanish, but that's as far as it goes. But I at least feel like I could get better. A new alphabet? Brand new sounds? Forget it.
This is me. At some point after all my children are in school full-time, I'll probably return to school, and I've flirted with taking stuff like Hebrew and Greek, but I think it's just beyond me to learn the sounds and the meanings AND all new symbols.
I always wanted to learn Latin, to tell the truth. I don't know if I'd make the effort now, since it would be nicer to learn a language I could speak if I went abroad. And I'd stick with French, since I took starting in seventh grade, and through two years in college.
The sad thing? I can conjugate a handful of verbs, and I retained some nouns as vocabulary, but that's about it.
Some kids just are not ready for high school, or are only borderline ready, and don't end up with teachers with whom they click, so they don't fall in love with subjects.
In his case, it was more of a "not turning in homework" thing, I think. When it became something he could choose, and part of a career, he excelled.
Amy, one of the nice things about Latin is, as it's never really spoken (outside of Mass, where you start picking up the repeated stuff right fast), there's no problem at all with learning it from books.