Seriously! Can you believe that?
So much fun. I get approximately four minutes per day to devote to my new hobby, and that is usually culled by getting mad at everybody. Not really, but it does usually require rolling my eyes when people start talking to me the instant, I repeat, the instant the CD goes in.
The benefit is that the children who like to hang about me so much (that would be my children, believe it or not) are learning Italian, too. For Rosebud, each Italian word or expression requires at least five questions about how it is spelled and why it is said that why and why a man does the CD and when we will meet the man on the CD. To mention a few. So as you can well imagine, my four minutes is not all that efficacious. But if I can learn three Italian words or phrases or grammar rules per week, I think….yay.
That’s what I think.
This Italian thing is all part of my master plan to go to Italy in three to five years.
Three to five years might sound like a long time to learn Italian, or to plan a trip for that matter, but, note the pace. I do expect it to increase exponentially once Rosebud learns to read novels.