Monday, January 12th, 2015
As an adult who is embarrassingly monolingual, I never stop lamenting the “what if” of truly learning and assimilating a foreign language to the point of fluency. Sure, I took a year of Spanish in high school and a year of German in college, but all that's left me with is a smattering of confused pidgin phrases tumbling around in my head.
Now that I'm living in Thailand, I'm confronted with the extra challenge of a tonal language, and I'm picking it up at a snail's pace. When dining out, all I can manage when asking for water and rice are two single syllable words punctuated with the polite ka at the end. Read more