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moominmollyWe had our first Japanese class last night. When I tried to sign up with the Boston Language Institute for their Level 2 Japanese class, they apologized profusely for not actually having a session running this period and offered to set up a "semi-private" class for just the 2 of us, at the regular rates, and by the way when would we like it scheduled for? Well, then. I'm not exactly going to turn that down. So, now, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dilletante and I have a regular 3-hour class on Tuesdays, tailored to just us.
This is both great and bad. I mean, I think that if we'd started right after coming home from Japan, we could have gone right into a level 2 class seamlessly. We both figured that it would still be the place to start, but that we'd spend a week playing catch-up. However, in a classroom with only two students, there's nowhere to hide, even temporarily. So, we told her right off the bat what we'd done, how much we learned, and how much we had already forgotten. She aimed her teaching directly at us, and in fact seemed to work on the same material that she was going to work on anyway. That made me feel a little better.
Actually, it was one of the most inside-out language class experiences I've ever had. When I was in Brittany right after college, I took a week-long intensive Breton class. I'd read a few lessons in a Breton book on my own, but let's just say my grammar and vocabulary weren't going to wow anyone. There were a number of students in my section who had no formal training at all, but who had grown up in a family with at least one Breton speaker and who therefore had a smattering of advanced concepts, beyond what I knew, and a bunch of random vocabulary. I always wondered what that felt like, taking a language class when you already had some grounding in the language, but I figured I'd never feel it, since I grew up in an English-only household. Last night, I think I had a bit of that feeling.
Anyway, I'm excited. That was session #1 of 6, and I think that this class will turn out to have been a great idea.
dilletante and I have a regular 3-hour class on Tuesdays, tailored to just us.This is both great and bad. I mean, I think that if we'd started right after coming home from Japan, we could have gone right into a level 2 class seamlessly. We both figured that it would still be the place to start, but that we'd spend a week playing catch-up. However, in a classroom with only two students, there's nowhere to hide, even temporarily. So, we told her right off the bat what we'd done, how much we learned, and how much we had already forgotten. She aimed her teaching directly at us, and in fact seemed to work on the same material that she was going to work on anyway. That made me feel a little better.
Actually, it was one of the most inside-out language class experiences I've ever had. When I was in Brittany right after college, I took a week-long intensive Breton class. I'd read a few lessons in a Breton book on my own, but let's just say my grammar and vocabulary weren't going to wow anyone. There were a number of students in my section who had no formal training at all, but who had grown up in a family with at least one Breton speaker and who therefore had a smattering of advanced concepts, beyond what I knew, and a bunch of random vocabulary. I always wondered what that felt like, taking a language class when you already had some grounding in the language, but I figured I'd never feel it, since I grew up in an English-only household. Last night, I think I had a bit of that feeling.
Anyway, I'm excited. That was session #1 of 6, and I think that this class will turn out to have been a great idea.
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