After two months of being in Kosovo, one might think that I would have developed some sort of knack for the Albanian language. Or, at the very least, that I would have picked up simple things: greetings, directions, ordering.
Welp, that hasn't happened. Like, at all. I can count to five and thank someone. That's the extent of my Albanian.
So, I decided to start formal lessons. My friend Dorina, who is a volunteer at the American Corner, also volunteered to give me lessons, bless her heart. She is a wonderful teachers, but I can't say the same about myself as a student. She hasn't quit yet, but I can only imagine what it's like to hear me pronounce her (extremely difficult) language. And then forget everything 5 minutes after she teaches me. I forgot what it's like to be a language student!
We'll see how much I can learn over the next 7 months!
Welp, that hasn't happened. Like, at all. I can count to five and thank someone. That's the extent of my Albanian.
So, I decided to start formal lessons. My friend Dorina, who is a volunteer at the American Corner, also volunteered to give me lessons, bless her heart. She is a wonderful teachers, but I can't say the same about myself as a student. She hasn't quit yet, but I can only imagine what it's like to hear me pronounce her (extremely difficult) language. And then forget everything 5 minutes after she teaches me. I forgot what it's like to be a language student!
We'll see how much I can learn over the next 7 months!