It is the end of the week and we will soon be able to let
the brain slow down for a day or so. There is definitely an intensity to
learning a language in the manner we have chosen that is on the one hand
effective but which on the other most definitely takes its toll on your brain.
A momentary lapse of concentration in class is the difference between
understanding what is being said and taking in nothing whatsoever, an issue
that is magnified by the range of accents and abilities within your fellow
students. At times we have wondered what progress we are making for the
effort; it is quite hard to get a sense of where you have got to in the last
few days. Sometimes you feel you have
learned nothing, frustrating yourself by not communicating effectively with a
shop owner or in a restaurant. But the reality is you at least feel you
can try, you know if you're going wrong and you understand the gist of the
replies that you get: there must be some progress somewhere....
Having the flat allowed us to host a dinner for some of our school colleagues in the evening, in part to say farewell to classmates who were leaving this week. A good time was had by all and the selection of English, Australian and Danish guests allowed us to stick to English all night.
Having the flat allowed us to host a dinner for some of our school colleagues in the evening, in part to say farewell to classmates who were leaving this week. A good time was had by all and the selection of English, Australian and Danish guests allowed us to stick to English all night.
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