So I started to learn Finnish officially. I say officially because I am taking a Finnish for Exchange Students class at the University of Helsinki. It’s going well. I am enjoying it and seem to be picking things up pretty well. I’m not to the point of understanding conversations, but I can pick up what numbers are being said, and a few questions that are being asked and a yes and a no here and there. Not too bad for the third class.
Languages are interesting to me. Now granted, I know English really well – it is my native tongue. And I have learned Koine Greek, but the problem with that is that it is a dead language and really only useful for reading the New Testament. I also know a few German phrases – important things like I’d like to order a pint of beer please and where is the bathroom. I also know a very little bit of Spanish, but not enough to even mention here.
It wasn’t always this way. I hated learning languages in high school and college. I didn’t see the point of learning them so long ago. Shame on me back then. Now I wish I would have taken it more seriously. I wish I was already fluent in Spanish and German. But, that’s how life goes. Sometimes we just have to learn from our mistakes. Thankfully, I can change things going forward.
Moi, Moi for now.