The course is going well despite taking up a massive chunk (all?) of my writing time each day. This is 'accelerated learning' and there's a constant switch of tempo and activities. Won't be able to gauge how much I've retained until afterwards I suppose.
Once upon a long time ago, I studied Italian in Leeds. There was a linguistics lecturer who - at the start of the lesson - hit the desk with a tuning fork, then waited until the reverb completely died away before he started speaking. Hmm I dropped out after one year and went to art college which was a whole lot more fun.
The fascinating bit of this course is seeing how everyone starts to speak a new tongue in precisely the same manner as they would their own - very hard to 'shake off' the self. There's a fair amount of acting needed to learn a language methinks.
Anyway will be posting the regular round up of local and international script and film opportunities and reminders soon.
Later.
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January
Schools are still out, so is the sun. And since it's the long 'builders holiday' here no one's really in a rush to get back to work, just yet.
Blog posts might be a bit sparse from next week, as I'm learning another language - crash course - three hours a morning, for three weeks! Hopefully by Feb I may even be able to sing along to this
Or let's see if I can get this youtube link right.
There's a better live recording here too but I can't put it up.
My mum says it was one of my father's favourites.
Miriam Makeba. Pitanga cherries. Red dusty feet. Kenema. Eish I can almost remember
Later.
Blog posts might be a bit sparse from next week, as I'm learning another language - crash course - three hours a morning, for three weeks! Hopefully by Feb I may even be able to sing along to this
Or let's see if I can get this youtube link right.
There's a better live recording here too but I can't put it up.
My mum says it was one of my father's favourites.
Miriam Makeba. Pitanga cherries. Red dusty feet. Kenema. Eish I can almost remember
Later.
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