Saturday, September 10, 2016

Once more, with feeling?

I took Spanish and French classes in High school and at University, with mixed results. I can speak a little Spanish and read a little french, but probably not enough to carry a conversation. Yet, as it often does in the fall, my urge to learn another language, fluently, has reared it's head.

The first one that comes to mind is Japanese, but for shallow reasons. I like manga, anime, and the rich culture. Not sure I'd ever visit the country, so outside of being a possible Weeaboo, the applications are limited.

Then comes my own heritage and culture; Hebrew or Yiddish. I know a little of both, stray words here and there that have been peppered into my daily life. But my contact with that side of the family is minimal, and another venture where I'd have little chance to use it.

There's always re-learning Spanish, probably the most useful in my area, but with little reward. I managed okay the first time, but it wasn't of that much interest.

I could learn Russian and induce Hubby to re-learn it alongside me, but aside from having our own communication system, it's a limited application.

German interested me; I'm part German, I work for Volkswagen, and I started on that path with Duo-Lingo. But that went nowhere.

I'm torn. Aside from theater all attempts at a hobby have fallen away. Do I have the wherewithal to try this again? And if so, what do I start with?

Out of everything, Japanese seems the most interesting, and with the most application to my own interests. But can I really justify learning the language just to watch movies and read manga? Can I reduce a rich culture down for the possibility of running into another speaker? A country I'll probably never go to? I don't know.

Does it make me a Weeaboo?

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