Foreign Tongues, and the Gal Who Loves Them
I took two years of Spanish in high school. Pretty much every day now, in my grownup-oh-so-adult life, I say something in Spanish, out of habit (or OCD or some degree of being slightly loco).
Several years ago I thought I’d learn German, and asked for German language tapes for Christmas. I got several. I haven’t listened to any of them. I just forget to.
Lately, I’ve been remembering French that my second grade teacher taught us. My tongue twists the right way for French (insert reference to kissing here). No, seriously, it sounds right when I speak it. I can read it some, but cannot write it to save my life. It’s a beautiful language…manifique…I would like to learn more.
The dilemma, of course, is that I want to learn it all. Not just learn, but be fluent. But which one? And how?
(I'm linking to the NSFW Eddie Izzard link again...because those lips speaking French turn me on.)