I am taking three German classes currently. One of them is in school and doesn't really help me much. It's like taking and English class in American highschool, and it mostly literature and composition based.
My other two classes are for people learning German as a foreign language. Every Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday I go to Bad Homburg, Germany for class. It's about a 30 minute train ride from my town, then I take a bus to the building where I have class.
We just finished out two week break from school and German class for the Fall Holidays, and I went to class for the first time since then on Monday. I had a conversation with my German teacher beforehand and then we worked out of our workbook and learned some German.
After the three-hour class, I was packing up my bag to head home when my teacher came up to me and started talking to me (in English, but I don't exactly know why. I think she likes to speak English). She told me that she noticed how much my German had improved over the break, and she was impressed.
That made me happier than anything I've heard in a long time.
Except maybe for fact that I'm getting my favorite powdered soup mailed to me. That's always an amaxing thing when you're coming down with a cold.
All in all, I've a very happy camper.
More later.
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