#russian langauge

[alivenova]

I just finished my Swedish lesson and my language knowledge is like super low, right? So my absolute loveliest teacher was telling me about the difference between å ö ä, right? It was very..interesting👍 she showed me words that had all those letters and said that it was just for pronunciation but I wrote some down just for fun because why are the so long 😭

#no but what is ‘kärleksförhållande’?? #it mena love relatioship #and Björnbärstårta? #Blackberry cake #no but honestly #Swedish is the easiest language to learn out of the ones I am learning and know so far #maybe because it’s easy to just figure everything out with English and Russian #sweden #swedish #langauge learning #language #languages #teacher #my teacher was so amazing #i cant

[majestylanguage]

Hello Langblr!

Hello! It has been a while since I’ve posted here. I am now in college and have the same ambitious goals from when I started this blog in middle school! My current target languages are Spanish and Russian. I am planning a trip to South America in the upcoming years that will put my Spanish to the test and am minoring in Spanish at my university. I have been formally taught Spanish since 1st grade, however didn’t really begin absorbing the language till sophomore year of highschool. To continue my growth with Spanish I will be taking the A2 course on Lingoda (https://learn.lingoda.com/en/account/course-overview). I will also be watching Shows (specifically reality TV since I love it) in Spanish to familiarize myself with the language. 

Russian is more of a personal learning experience - my favorite characters in a book learned Russian so I wanna learn Russian. I’ve started with learning the alphabet starting with hand-made flashcards and quizlets. Once I have a more solid grasp on the letters I will begin the Russian course on LingoHut (https://www.lingohut.com/en/l71/learn-russian).

My future goals include fluency in Spanish and Russian. Once I have a more solid grasp on these languages I wanna learn eventually French, Japanese, Portuguese, Korean, Greek and American Sign Language. Which I know seems ambitious but I have a long life ahead of me so it’s possible! 

#learning #langauges #spanish #russian #lingoda #lingohut #langblr #langblog

[jsem1ubomira]

I found this 70s Russia’s German language textbook distinguishes between ll and tt, mm and nn. It’s interesting for me cause I think it’s not difficult to distinguish t and l. And I wonder whether they’re distinguishing the sound or the shape of mm/nn?😂

#german #langauge learning #languages #textbook #russian #linguistness #linguistics

[decomposingpoet]

The Russian language (which I speak) is pretty harsh, but it has a word that I love a lot. "Чудик" (pronounced chew-deek) translates to weirdo (affectionate)

Usually, an adult would call a child this word when they are being dumb but lovable and I think that's cute.

#like if you're a weirdo (affectionate) #langauge #language facts #russian language #russian #cute #wholesome

[tripitgoodyo]

Russian Day 1/30

Cool. So I did it I committed to it. I think the most important thing in language learning to ensure that you have a reason. Okay my reasons - I have wanted to learn this language for ages. I am only doing it for 30 days so yay that isn't too hard and Russian men are sexy. I am gay so ya the rights might not be phenomenal, but nevertheless, they're beautiful.

My format. So I got a book. a text book and I looked at the contents. Okay so I have 20 chapters in (Teachyourself Russian 2003) so that is 1 chapter per day and 30 days of revision or reading additional content to improve on the spoken language.

I began with the basics. So first I did the Cyrillic script. That was about 1 hour of pain looking at the letters and making the sounds, but I found that cursive English and cursive Russian isn't as different as the type script. Okay so that was the area where I could start to approach the language. Then it is just keep practicing the sounds until your brain hurts. We did that three times. At that point okay I have the written script down now the book is just like learning French the same way. Throw a word down, sound it out put it in the memory bank. Okay That was day 1. Now time for day 2...I better fucking get through the month.

#russian #learning #languages #day 1 #motiviation #langauge learning #journal

[dentixvoxel]

rewatching the first ep of Wangan (with no subtitles because i know the first ep by memory like weirdo) after actually intensely learned a bit of common japanese vocabulary and how the grammar+word structure works, i can actually fucking understand and recognize words

god damn!

#ivan.docx #wangan tag #im in my japanese langauge era rn #actually having content in the target language that i can immerse myself in and that i actually like is a BIG help in learning #its probs why French and Russian never really stuck for that long. not enough native content for my autismo ass

[myblacknightworld]

Well, this isn't gonna take long. Right? Right?

Jesus Christ and I even took out Mukuro's paragraph to rewrite it. That was an additional circa 400 words

#vitadacami #khr #katekyou hitman reborn #katekyo hitman reborn #tutor hitman reborn #khr name rant #ahahahah I'm in danger :D #btw both yesterday and ereyesterday I was busy so I couldn't go on #it's not like I have my bachelor's thesis to write ahahah #ah #that's in spanish and i really dont want to do the mental gymnastics to move from writing fully in one langauge to search for sources #and write fully in the other #there's also russian thrown into the mix bc I'm reviewing my notes and books bc I have the exam in January/February #sigh

[sorormaior]

we dont clown on nostramans enough for how dork ass of a name night haunter is. i guess it’s fine if it’s like. a translation? of nostraman? but like… it’s such a mouthful. night haunter is the bad guy from a kids tv show about dreams and nightmares.

doing a fun little thing where since they’re vaguely? romanian inspired (or at least are by the fandom) i stuck night haunter into google translate (forgive me, i don’t have a romanian to hand) and got bântuitor de noapte. you could do something with that! you could even go through russian or just like, a hodgepodge of langauges. Nyxjaeger? nochstalker?? literally anything else.

i just think the name sucks Real Bad

#warhammer 40k #wh40k #konrad curze #night lords

[kedreeva]

also aNOTHER cool thing about shadow and bone that I really really liked is that they have a written language that I don't recognize as an Earth langauge. It's based on Russian I think (it sounds like it anyway, and kind of looks like some of the cyrillic mixed with others), but there's not like, translations everywhere. You're in Ravka. Ravkan writing is on things. No one understands it. you're not meant to (but also at the same time you COULD, I think it's likely a 1:1 shift of letters so you probably COULD take the time to translate and read what's there, and that's ALSO really cool), but also they do shift it into English when you need to see it.

And there's MULTIPLE languages. And they speak them!! And they write them!! And I'd bet they actually made them languages too. Like!!! First of all I like when shows(tm) that have multiple languages keep whatever the base language is and then speak the other languages and use subtitles, like I like that when it's just Earth languages. But I am going feral over hearing a bunch of different non-earth languages spoken, and seeing people speak multiple languages when they have business to, and making it a notable THING when someone speaks multiple languages instead of just like oh yeah everyone knows all the languages. The TRADERS do. The DIPLOMATS do. The THIEVES and CONMEN do. The people who need it to survive the lives and jobs they've chosen!!

Anyway. Love it. Love seeing Languages. Love hearing them. Love a fantasy world just running with that.

#shadow and bone

[qqueenofhades]

Wait hold up you know SIX LANGUAGES

Like I grew up bilingual (English in school and Spanish at home) and got through my two years of a foreign language in high school relearning (terrible) textbook Spanish, and I genuinely do not think my brain could hold another language in there if I tried and wouldn’t even know where to go about start to learn another one

But holy shit SIX langauges is so incredibly impressive and I dunno if you've talked about it before, but could you share a little more about how/why you have SO MANY?

Aha, thanks. I know that someone (recently?) asked me about this, but I can't be arsed to dig through my archives to find that answer, so the short version is:

I have studied French in some capacity for most of my life (it was the main foreign language in my house; my parents both speak it); this was enough to successfully bullshit a last-minute MA graduate proficiency exam while barely studying (seriously, don't do this) and then I did medieval French history for my PhD. This means I can read most things, including complicated academic texts (I will not understand a certain word here and there, but otherwise fine), and speak/understand enough to get around in France by myself.

My Spanish and Italian is somewhat ancillary to that. I studied Italian in high school and used to remember a lot more than I do now, enough to translate things, but (alas) I haven't practiced it in a while and lost most of it (but if I worked on it for a while, it would probably come back). I live in a fairly bilingual Spanish-English city and also briefly studied Spanish once upon a time, so there are daily opportunities to read and/or hear it. I would not say my current grasp of either one is particularly outstanding, but still generally enough to at least get the sense of things I read.

I am a medievalist, so I had to study Latin. It was kind of unavoidable. Not gonna lie, I Did Not Enjoy It, though if I had actually planned my career trajectory better, I should have taken it in undergrad. But I didn't, because why would you do that to yourself voluntarily? In any event, I can read charters and documents and primary source texts in Latin, although slowly and with a lot of swearing and recourse to William Whitaker's Words. I certainly can't read literary or elaborate poems or whatever, but for what I do, it's fine.

I taught myself how to read Cyrillic and started studying Russian during the first lockdown in 2020. I can understand some basic phrases and a few grammatical conventions, read text, understand the alphabet, and a few other things, though it is (as noted) very beginner-level. I would like to brush up on it, but that is among the many, MANY things I do not have actual time and/or brainpower for.

#anonymous #ask

[runnning-outof-time]

Proud | Arthur Shelby x Reader

Request: yes by anonymous

Pairing: Arthur Shelby x reader

Summary: Back in Small Heath, Arthur's struggling with his old habits that he's fought so hard to push away. Thankfully, he's got his wife alongside him, who lets him know that she's still proud of the man he is.

Warnings: langauge, drinking, mentions of drugs, mentions of violence (typical to series), mentions of character death/season 4 spoilers

Word Count: 2615

A/N: I really liked how this one turned out...I feel like this specific storyline with Arthur could have been explored a lot more in the show, especially with how his thought process went. Enjoy! :)

Let me know if you’d like to be tagged in stories similar to this one!

———

Arthur never thought that he'd step foot in the old home on Watery Lane in Small Heath. He thought that once the family business had gone legal and made money that he could leave the dirty streets and smoke-filled air behind for a better life. But a bloody vendetta had dragged them back.

Arthur found himself on a path to a better life after he was released from prison; where he was just moments away from having his life ended by a hangman's noose. He returned to the home out in the country, the one that (Y/N) managed to purchase with the money that Tommy eventually gave to her from the Russian deal, and decided that he'd live a better life.

Of course, Ada had to bring the money to her because his wife had refused to go anywhere near the very man that put her husband in prison. But buying the house for her family was the top priority when she did get the lump sum of bill notes.

In the months after Arthur's return, he and (Y/N) managed to build a thriving vegetable garden and chicken coop, both of which he loved visiting daily with their three year old son, William. It was nice to feel connected with nature, and, in a way, it brought Arthur back to his stripped back roots.

He'd also stepped away from his vices. No longer did he need the crutch of cocaine or alcohol. He still smoked a cigar here or there, but he found now that he could willingly make the choice not to use and then live with that decision.

But now that he'd stepped back into the city where his 'old self' thrived, he was afraid that he would slip backwards. To add on top of that, his brother, John, had been murdered: the first death and the start of the vendetta.

Arthur was sitting in a chair with his head in his hands when he heard light footsteps behind him. He didn't move until he felt a hand as it was gently placed on his shoulder. This made him lift his head slightly from where it was resting against his palms.

"Hey," (Y/N) said softly as she looked down at her husband. "Are you ok?" Arthur didn't answer her verbally, but instead, shook his head ever so slightly. (Y/N) caught his response though. She then removed her hand from his shoulder and went to sit on the couch next to the chair he was occupying. They sat in silence for a few moments before she spoke up again: "Billy's down for a nap," she informed him, trying to think of something to talk about. She thought that doing so would maybe help Arthur to clear his mind.

"That's good," Arthur answered her, his voice raspy from the crying he'd been doing earlier. He hated that it showed, because he never wanted (Y/N) to see him cry. To see him break down. Especially since he was supposed to 've moved past that. He was a better version of himself now.

"Are you ok?" (Y/N) asked again, making it known to Arthur now that he wasn't going to be able to get away from the question so easily.

"I'm worried, (Y/N)," he sighed, deciding that it'd be easier to just come clean about what was on his mind rather than avoid it.

"About what?" she asked, her brows furrowing slightly. She had some ideas of what might be on his mind, but she wanted him to express them in his own words.

"Bein' back here. I..." he trailed off, the words getting caught in his throat and making him pause, "I was doin' good back home...not drinkin' or doin' snow, and now that I'm back here, I'm afraid that I'll slip backwards," he tried so hard to articulate his thoughts to her before ending his statement with a long sigh. I must sound so weak, he thought as he shook his head. They were back in Small Heath with the possibility of death lurking around every corner. He was supposed to be the protector of the family, but yet here he was; feeling lost and helpless.

(Y/N) frowned slightly when she heard what was eating at him. She hated that he thought this way. That just because he was back in this hell hole, he'd devolve back into his old self. This wasn't her thinking that his 'old self' was anything bad though. She still loved him back then, regardless of what he was into. Now though, he was an all around better person. He was thinking more clearly and making better decisions. What partner wouldn't want the person they're with to be the best version of themselves?

But she had to let him know that she was there for him. That she'd still be in his corner regardless of what happened...because she would. "You're going to be fine, Arthur," she reassured him, "just because we're back in Small Heath doesn't mean that you'll go back to your old ways. I have confidence that you won't..." she takes a pause, standing up and stepping closer to where he was sitting so that she could set her hand on his shoulder again. "You're a better man now, and you can do this."

Arthur turned slightly in the chair he was on so that his eyes could meet (Y/N)'s. He sent her a smile; the expression conveying what he wasn’t able to say with words.

"I'll be here for you, Arthur. We'll get through this together," she told him, squeezing his shoulder as she tried to hold back her tears. She hated seeing him like this, but she knew that he'd be able to persevere.

——

No more than four days later, Arthur trudged back into his office at one of the Shelby owned factories covered in red paint. He walked past the few workers that stayed back while the rest of the lines had gone on strike and gave no acknowledgement to their bewildered gazes. Of course, they didn't question why he was covered in paint. They knew better than to do so. Nobody in Small Heath ever questioned the Shelbys, no matter what they looked like, or appeared to be doing.

Once he was in his office, he glanced around the room, grumbling to himself when he found nothing that would allow him to wipe the red color off of his body. He settled with using his peaked cap to try and get as much of it off of his face as he could before he walked over to the chair behind the desk and slumped down into it.

He didn't think that he'd be killing two people and putting their bodies in the furnaces used at the factory today, but here he was. It should have been expected though. The Italians were closing in. They'd strike whenever they thought any member of the Shelby family was off their guard...just like they did with John. And Arthur's been off his guard since he came back to this god-forsaken city.

But he still knew what to do. Even though he was in a constant state of stress, he still knew when to turn everything off in order to focus on survival when doing so became important.

After sitting in the office chair for who knows how long, he found himself starting to shake involuntarily. He knew this feeling all too well. He was coming off of the adrenaline. It was during these times that he was at his weakest; when he would resort back to his old devices. Now, more than anything, he needed to be at home...with (Y/N). So he pulled himself off of the chair and began walking out of the office and factory with his home on Watery Lane being the destination.

—

The house was quiet when he returned, but Arthur was still buzzing. The overwhelming feeling was getting to be too much to bear. He needed something to get himself away from it at that moment, and (Y/N) wasn't home.

His eyes settled on the very thing he'd been trying to stay away from since he arrived back in Small Heath. The glass bottles half-filled with alcohol were sitting proudly on the mantle of the fireplace, practically calling for Arthur to come over and open them.

He held his breath for a moment, contemplating if he was really going to act on what his mind was telling him to do. He felt like he was spinning out, and he needed a release. A way out of his mind; a way to feel nothing, even if just for a few moments.

And after an internal self-deliberation that lasted a few minutes, Arthur was walking over to the mantle. His hands had minds of their own as he opened the bottle of whiskey and poured a generous amount into one of the glasses sitting on the tray. He tipped that back before pouring another and repeating the motions. It was after he slammed the glass down a third time that he decided to just take the now almost empty bottle to the chair with him. He sipped some more as he stared blankly into the flames of the fire, the thoughts of his earlier actions starting to dwindle as the amber-colored liquid made its way through his system.

Arthur sat in that same position for a good bit of time before the door to the house opened. He was so beside himself that he didn't even bother to look over and see who it was. He also didn't bother to move the now empty bottle of whiskey that was sitting on the table beside him.

(Y/N) furrowed her brows as her eyes became fixed on the body, which she knew to be Arthur's, slumped down in one of the armchairs. "Arthur?" she called out to him as she took a few steps towards him. Slowly, he turned his head to look at her. His eyelids looked heavy and his hair was disheveled. "Arthur, are you ok?" she asked with a slight bit of worry in her words as she closed the distance between them.

"I'm ok, but I...I slipped, (Y/N)," he somehow managed to make a coherent sentence, only stumbling over his words once.

"You slipped?" she was slightly confused by his choice of words, "slipped as in you fell, or..."

"Slipped as in I drank," he finished the sentence for her. "Two men came to the factory...they tried to kill me, but they weren't able to. I...I came home and you weren't here so I grabbed the whiskey and I...slipped," his sentence came out in fragments as he recounted the events that had occurred earlier in the day.

(Y/N)'s jaw dropped slightly as she heard what he had to say. She let out a sigh of relief at hearing the full story of what had brought him to this point. "I'm happy that you're ok, Arthur, and I'm sorry that I wasn't here when you came back. Lizzie needed some help at the shop sorting out...it doesn't matter what she needed help with, what matters is that you're ok," she stopped herself from giving out the full details behind the reason why she was away from the house. She looked over to him then, watching as he lifted his head slightly to look at her.

"I'm not...I'm not ok, though, (Y/N)..." he trailed off then, shaking his head slightly, "I slipped. I said I wouldn't touch the drink again, and now here I am...I'm barely makin' sense cuz I've just drank half a bottle of it," he muttered the second half of his sentence, disappointment for what he'd done seeping into his words.

(Y/N) held his gaze before a knowing expression formed on her face. "You're able to admit that you've slipped though, and that’s the hardest part," she tried to offer him some words of encouragement. She could already see that he was beating himself up over his decisions. This wasn't her place to add more fuel to the fire.

"You know what, Arthur...I'm so proud of you," she continued then, her words catching him off guard and making his eyes snap back up to hers, "I know it's hard to get past these rough days, but you're trying your damnedest to do so, and you're doing so well, baby. You’ve been super hard on yourself for many different reasons, but I still want you to know that I'm proud of you," she ended her heartfelt statement by looking him right in the eyes, showing him that she meant every word that she'd just uttered.

“You don’t need to say that, (Y/N),” Arthur shook his head, not wanting her to give him pity simply because of the state that she found him in.

“I’m not sayin’ it cuz I need to. I’m sayin’ it cuz I want to,” she clarified, putting emphasis on her word change, “and I want you to know how much I love you, and I want you to know how brave you are for goin’ out and showin’ your face after everything that’s happened these past few weeks. To go out there and still show yourself as a commanding figure within the community even though you’re broken and hurting inside is not easy to do. That takes a lot of courage, Arthur, and I’m so proud of you for doing it as effortlessly, and selflessly as you are,” she continued to shower him in love, knowing that that was what he needed most at the moment.

“I...” Arthur was able to get out before he choked on his words, a lump forming in the back of his throat as tears welled up in his eyes. “I don’t know what to say, love...” he trailed off again, laughing slightly through the tears that had rolled down his cheek, “I’m speechless.”

(Y/N) couldn’t help but smile at him. “How ‘bout we go have a bath and then go to bed?” she suggested, “Billy’s at Polly’s. She wanted to have him for the night as a way to take her mind off of the stress of it all,” she continued, her hand falling onto his forearm then.

“I suppose that’s a good idea,” Arthur nodded his head after he took a few seconds to think her words over. (Y/N) simply smiled as she took hold of his hand so that she could help him up out of his seat.

Instead of going right for the steps once he was standing, she held him in her arms for a few moments. “I love you, Arthur,” she told him, her eyes hooked onto his.

“I love you, (Y/N),” he repeated the sentiment, moving in to press a kiss to her lips.

“I’m proud of you,” she repeated her words of praise as she pulled back from him slightly, “this moment does not define who you are right now, or who you will be in the future. Please remember that,,” she reminded him.

Arthur smiled against her lips as he heard her uplifting words. He couldn’t stop himself from pressing his lips to hers one more time before they both headed for the steps.

Getting through these next few days, or weeks, or months, or however long it was going to take to end the vendetta, would not be easy, but Arthur knew that he had someone in his corner. And that was enough for him.

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Tagged: @alreadybroken-ts @magicalxdaydream @the-anxious-youth @look-at-the-soul @mrsalwayswrite @evita-shelby @julkaamazing @lilyrachelcassidy

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#arthur shelby #arthur shelby x reader #arthur shelby x y/n #arthur shelby imagine #peaky blinders #peaky blinders x reader #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders fanfiction #peaky blinders fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic

[words-for-cat-bracket]

more propawganda for asl: the sign for cat is different across different signed langauges!

for example, asl mimics as whiskers, as does russian, german, danish, and british sign language!

meanwhile, finnish, swedish, spanish, chilean, and others use a petting motion!

italian and japanese use claw and paw motions respectively :]

theres a whole ton of them on spread the sign :3

asl is the one submitted, but you could theoretically make a whole tournament with just signed cats, they're very unique and lovely

i love all the propawganda being submitted!! and the sign for cat has gained a little bit of a lead on killing so it must be working :D

#not cat polls #asks #bluecanarybythelightswitch #propawganda #cat (ASL) #ASL #american sign language

[ogsillylittleguy]

i recently started (well... restarted) taking russian classes on duolingo and i am thinking about how neat the langauge is

like (and please correct me if i'm wrong on this)

from my understanding so far, there are no articles and there is no direct translation of be because they are inherently tied to the word they are describing

i can't figure out how to word it super great (it's 3am and i am Sleepy) but i just think it's so cool that it's like that

russian is a really neat language :)

#ozzie rambles #duolingo #russian #learning russian #language #also off topic #but i think it's so silly that i am #constantly fighting my brain to not try to pronounce everything in spanish #or french #i keep trying to use the french r sound #because my brain registers it as neither english nor spanish and so the default after that is french #(for context i grew up speaking english and spanish bc i'm latino and i am mildly conversational in french)

[llycaons]

if babel is looking for languages to mine for power and the romances are on their way out, why is Gaelic and Manx being studied, but absolutely no word of Basque? by the 19th century there was a literary tradition, it's different enough from any other european langauge that it should have longterm and significant staying power, there are native speakers IN Europe who live quite close to the school compared to India or China, and they appear to have good relations with Spain, if not France. if there are social, political, financial, or other reasons why basque hasn't even been mentioned, I wish the footnotes would elaborate. I know they select some of their translators from colonies because they have control over those regions, but China isn't a colony! and wouldn't it be easier to look in physically closer locations like Hungary, Croatia, Poland, etc? some of those language groups are very different from English....not that I want the book to be focused on Europeans, but it seems odd for the worldbuilding that these options haven't even been mentioned!! linguistic diversity is higher in certain areas of the world, but it's not like Europe doesn't have many to choose from, that from an in-universe standpoint just make more sense to pursue first. Russian is RIGHT there!!! with a long written record, relatively easy access, and millions of native speakers.

#cor reads #letty studying french and german is so uninteresting. she should have been Basque!!!!

[rayclubs]

Which language do you prefer to watch movies in?

I know that for me I do prefer to watch most movies in Russian or ukrainain, but there are times where I prefer English :)

(And also if there's any reason why you prefer said langauge,like maybe the jokes are funnier or voice acting is better?)

I try to consume media in its original language most of the time! I love subtitles and will take them over dub any day. I prefer English subtitles but can use Russian ones too. Sis and I watch anime with Russian subs together because dubs are horrendous and she's not that good at English.

There are some exceptions though. The Russian dub of Shrek is very dear to me and I'll always prefer it to the original. The Russian dub of Hotel Transylvania doesn't do a "Romanian" accent for Dracula - I wouldn't have been able to get through the movie if it did!

I also fucking love the Russian translation of the Witcher books and, by extension, games. I don't speak Polish but there is some mutual intelligibility between it and Russian, and... Well, English could never give us "Ну-ка разойдись, свинопасы! Щас господин ведьмак вам таких пиздюлей отвесит - вовек не забудете! Где тут дрын какой-нибудь? Сука, меня уговаривать не придется..."

When I was little, I sometimes watched cartoons in Ukrainian because it sounded funnier.

I find it very hard to listen to Chinese movies because of the completely different intonations. I've recently found that I don't have this problem with Korean, and I've never had it with Japanese, but I know very-very little about these languages and I probably shouldn't even be comparing them, with how different they are.

Recommend me some foreign movies, please. Cheers!

#raynswers #sorry its a bit of a long answer

[nyaifyz]

I know I'm posting/reblogging a lot today, but since I'm taking a break from discord, I have a lot of thoughts and no one to ramble to ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Something on my mind is that, I tend to forget how hard it is to learn another language

It completely slips my mind that people don't know other languages or have enough focus to learn it

Of course I'm not fluent in any language other than english, which my english is terrible due to my lack of vocabulary (I nearly failed english classes multiple times due to this)

But with school classes and annoying Duolingo, I know the basics of French, Spanish, Russian, and bit of Japanese

However, I cannot understand Latin it is the death of me I DO NOT UNDERSTAND LATIN

Something interesting about learning languages is that its the same for each one

I struggle to understand or speak French vocally, but I can read it pretty easy. Spanish I can understand both vocally and written, but tend to make my head hurt trying to mentally translate it as half of my school speaks Spanish

Russian, due to having a different alphabet, I struggle to read but can easily understand vocally. Probably helps that compared to other langauges, I get the most exposure to it outside of school due to my love for Russian songs! While French and Spanish I learned inside school. (French class WAS TERRIBLE, but Spanish class was more enjoyable but less practice with words)

If I wasn't a high school senior, I could've taken Russian class too, I wonder how that would've went

Anyways sorry for the long ramble, just people keep saying they're impressed at my knowledge and I need to remind myself "oh yeah what I am doing IS COOL and not basic skills"

#ramble #langauge learning