I (re)began Danish lessons yesterday at the Studieskolen. I started
way back when but stopped going because it seemed like a huge commitment
if I wasn't sure I would be staying. Well, I'm a bit surer now so I
have started back. This time it's 4 days a week, during the day, and so
far so good. Everyone in my class seems lovely, and my teacher forbids
the asking of inane or derailing questions, which is my favourite thing
about him so far.
We'll see how it goes, anyway. The
pace is supposed to be quite fast so I should be caught up with Leo in
no time at all. If I hear the phrase 'hvor mange sprog kan du tale?' one
more time though I might cry, because it's completely redundant. No one
in the real world will ever ask you how many languages you speak, will
they?
I'm off to cycle the 8km into town now, wish me luck, because it's raining :)
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'Selfie' |
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A packed lunch is a winning choice |
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Pretty notebooks |