If you are already a lovely reader of Emma's at
Point Me At Lost Islands, then you may have already caught what I wrote here as it was a guest post I did over at her place a little while ago. You will probably notice that it is very much in the 'past' tense now as sadly my learning of German ended with my last class today. You'll have to wait until next week when I have my exam results to know how I got on though.
Today I am talking all about my experiences of going back to school and learning another language.
At the beginning of August, I started at a language school in Mannheim, Germany, in a vague attempt to be able to communicate with my boyfriend's family with more than a 'nod & smile' approach. Don't get me wrong, that's served me well for (cough) 18 months, but it might just be about time I stopped being all 'you speak English anyway so I don't need to learn' and tried.
So, that's what I did . Two days in and it was hard. I was the 'mature' student amongst a number of University students who physically recoiled when I said I (shock horror) work and wasn't going to be out partying every night.
The school is in the city castle: it's pretty fancy!
Wind back 18 months and I arrived in Germany for the 2nd time since I was 11 years old. We did one year of German at school so I knew how to introduce myself and count. Everything was massively foreign. I found myself sat in a tiny village in central Germany, surrounded by my boyf's family listening to a noise which sounds a lot softer than the stereotype I have to say. I couldn't work out what was going on. So I sat, ate, nodded and smiled through the entire week. I could have been in China - ya know? THAT kinda foreign.
Last summer I spent my whole break in Trier with Andi (my boyfriend...not a new guy!) and I thought. Here is an opportunity to learn German. I can do an online course and by the end of the month, if I study everyday, I will be really good. Um, no...but the 'noise' I used to hear translated into something like this:
hoigihihd iodjojdoijod tomato hioooijiji bread hiooiijo make.
Trier is a pretty gorgeous city too!
Part of the problem I have is that I am frightened to try to speak another language. I am so scared of saying something hideously inappropriate that I just don't say anything at all. Not even:
"Sprechen Sie Englisch?" oder "Ich spreche nicht Deutsch"
I have known these two phrases for TWENTY years of my life, but couldn't speak them.
There are two people I don't mind speaking German with: Andi and his mum. He is good at correcting me and his mum in involving me in activities, like cake baking or looking at photographs together.
Apart from that, I have had some interesting experiences.
On one occasion, a lady stopped and asked directions from me. She was quite old and lived in a small town, so I tried the small amount of German I was getting good at saying:
"Weiss ich nicht" - or I don't know (useful hey?!)
I am not sure what she heard from my pronunciation, but she swore at me REALLY loudly and then walked off muttering angrily leaving me wanting the ground to swallow me up completely.
My reluctance to speak sometimes results in some pretty embarrassing situations. Only two weeks ago, I was stranded in Andi's parent's bathroom with no spare toilet roll. I was too mortified to shout for them to bring me some loo roll, I sat their for 45 minutes. With each passing minute I was more aware that I looked more 'ill' than toilet paperless. I love wet-wipes...let's leave it there.
So in 18 months, I have picked up some basics, and thankfully I was not quite in the bottom class reciting the days of the week and numbers. I was in A1, 2 (the second group up) and learning was at a rapid pace. We were made to talk and the scary, but awesome teacher, demanded a lot from the group.
It's now the end of the month, and I can form a sentence without wanting to crawl in a hole and bury myself. Hooray!
What are your experiences of learning another language? Can you speak fluent German/teach German...any combination of both and want to give me some speaking practise now that I am heading back home?
Hast du Lust? (If you speak German, you'll know what that's about!)
Take care,



