In Zambia, our language training took place six days a week for nine weeks. This time, it’s a few sessions over three days. And there’s an entire new alphabet to learn.
The cards help.
Our Zambian village language tutor seemed to believe that once Trevor and I could sound out words, we would understand what they meant. Here in Georgia, I keep finding myself getting excited over puzzling out how to pronounce something that just three days ago was an incomprehensible tangle of curly-cues and squiggles. Then, sadly, I remember that I still have no friggin’ idea what it means.
It makes my head hurt just thinking about it. I applaud you. I think, probably wrongly, that I'm too old to learn a new language.
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