Classes finally started today. I started with a bang, that is, French lessons at 10am. Not just any French lessons, these were French lessons taught in Italian. My timetable is looking like scrambled eggs at the moment, I can only make it to 2 out of 6 hours of French lessons, so I guess I'll have to do a lot of private study. The teacher spoke for the enitr two hours in Italian, except for the last hald an hour when we learnt the French alphabet. To begin with, she posed the question "Now, just to familiarise ourselves with the French language, let's go through the French words we already know and use in Italian." I couldn't think of any - it turns out souvenir is french though.
Seconds class of the day was a two-hour Sociologia lecture. The thing is, Italians are so good at wasting time, that I think they could squeeze everything they say in that two hour class into a much more comfortable one hour class. The classs was so big that there weren't enough chairs for everyone. There were no lecture slides, no lectopia, no microphone, no amphitheatre of chairs. There was the professor, and there was us. Time to get back to good old fashioned learning.
Learning a language in another language sounds particularly difficult.
ReplyDeleteI thought you were going to learn Spanish and not French though?
Yeah, I got a but ambitious and decided on both French and Spanish.
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