This has by far been the most multilingual week of my life. Between lessons all the new language instructors from the different languages give to one another, Jo's family visiting, and a post-exam trip to a Bulgarian nightclub (which was, by the way, amazing), not to mention the Israeli-Dutch world that is my iPod, it's a miracle if I still recognize English. If I were more intelligent, I would be fluent in German, Italian, Dutch, Hebrew, Hungarian, Bulgarian, and Spanish by now. But too many high school-era hours in front of Lifetime have rendered such a situation impossible. Now all I know is how not to become a bulimic 14-year-old drug addict with twins on the way. Useful in its own way.
Sunday, September 02, 2007
The UN of my brain
Posted by Phoebe Maltz Bovy at Sunday, September 02, 2007
Labels: converting to Flemish, francophilic zionism, Old-New Land, tour d'ivoire
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment