As many of you know of my pursuit of a second language, I have found it one of the hardest challenges (mentally) that I’ve faced. I have been at it for months. I have a daily diet of lessons from Rosetta Stone and Coffee Break French podcasts. As you already know, I work with a lady who is very fluent in French and works with me often . . . on top of all the other stuff. But my hair seems to be quickly disappearing from my tantrums. Here’s why.
Often I find myself on what I consider a good roll and think that I am accomplishing something. Thinking that I am actually making progress, then reality sets in. Visiting various French cycling websites, I’ll catch a video of a race or interview. To my horror, I’m picking up tiny, tiny bits of words but not understanding a complete sentence! What?! Why? I study. I exercise. I put in the time. I’m not a quitter by any means. I think I’d rather die than give up on anything. But I am almost to that point. I hear others say that submersion would help quite a bit, but where I live people can barely speak proper English. Submersion is out. So I do the next best thing and try to listen to Youtube videos of various French subjects, as well as French television. But with that, the cycle repeats.
I tell myself to push through. I tell myself that one day it will pop and become clear. I really don’t know why I am so obsessed with this. I love a challenge and cannot STAND to be beaten at anything. I want so badly to fulfill my ultimate objective of riding in France and speaking the language. I just don’t want to get there and feel the shock of not knowing anything and thinking that I frittered away all of my time. Then there are the whisperings in my head that tell me that I waited to late in life or that I’m not a “language” person. To be honest, I don’t even know why I am babbling so much about this, other than I know many of you out there speak French and could give me some kind of hope.
What say you, speakers of French?