I really do! (Speak a little bit of German, that is.)
Just this week, I’ve been contemplating whether to take another German class this semester. On the one hand, my German is minimal, and it would be nice to have more . . . and, given that we’re living here for a limited time, the sooner I learn it, the more useful it is, the more practice I’ll get, the better I’ll retain it. On the other hand, B just started school 4 hours a day, which changes schedules and priorities, and I’m not certain that I want to dedicate two afternoons a week, from now until January, to German class. Honestly, it would give me little time for anything else — I’ll have to cram my chores, errands, Skypes plus fun stuff (like going to the park, doing a little sightseeing) into three afternoons a week between nap time and dinner time. That’s really not a lot of time (and this, after all, is supposed to be a vacation).
I’m still undecided on that point, so we’ll see. But, this evening, I had a nice reinforcement on the German that I’ve learned. After dinner, I was feeding Liam while B watched some tv. He asked (as he does from time to time) if I would change Team Umizoomi to German, so I did. We went along, B watching, me not really paying attention. And then, at one point, they got to a word I didn’t know, which caught my attention. It caught my attention because I realized that I had gone for several minutes (maybe longer?!?) understanding exactly what was being said.
That was a cool feeling. Granted, we’re talking about a tv show intended for preschoolers, so we aren’t doing differential equations or philosophizing about moral turpitude. But still, it’s something. And it’ll make me feel slightly less guilty if I do decide to shirk German class to opt for more time at the upcoming Christmas markets. At least, ein bisschen.