 I’m taking German lessons on Duolingo. I’ve always loved language, maybe because my nursery school taught French. On my first day of Kindergarten (the story goes), the teacher asked if I could count to ten, and I asked, “In French or in English?” My French and Spanish are passable. I tried Russian once, but I had a one-and-a-half-year-old and was pregnant with twins, and my brain said “uhh…no.” I haven’t surmounted the Latin alphabet…yet. I am drawn to German. There are Germans in my life who mean a lot to me, two of whom lived with us as teens. We visited once, and I was tantalized by the country. I casually mentioned to Tessa that I’ve wanted to learn German for years, and she said, “so learn it. Get Duolingo and start,” and she sent me the link. These kids of mine. If I forget to STRETCH on my own, they’ll see to it. My 60th year in 60,000 words Day 131: 154 words, TOTAL = 21,663; 38,337 remaining |
AuthorRobin Clifford Wood is a writer and writing teacher. She lives in central Maine with her husband and dogs, loves to be outdoors, and enjoys ever-expanding horizons through her grown children and their multi-species families. Archives
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