Mrs. Carney Would Be Sad

Well, here I’ve sat, almost all day, writing for my thesis report.  (I’m currently trying to explain why I use light and what it Means.)  It’s not going well.  I’m going to go ahead and blame the fact that I’m starting to lose my ability to think properly in English.

Because this is an international studio, everyone speaks different languages.  (I know, I know!  Duh, right?)  The common language is English (Thank you, God!  There were some Francophones at the birthday party this weekend, and despite my six years of French, I had no idea what they were saying.) but most everyone’s background language is different.  So everyone has a different “base” that they bring to the table.

For example, the Hungarian language doesn’t use distinctions like “he” and “she” – everything and everyone is “it.”  Also, you know how in other languages the adjectives belong in different places than they do in English?  Well, prepositions get moved around too.   So, I’ve gotten in the habit of restructuring my sentences, to make conversations easier.  And I’m starting to think that way too.  I find myself writing sentences and upon rereading them I have no idea if they’re grammatically correct.  I write something, and then read it, and then think, “That sounds strange.  Is it wrong?”  And I don’t know the answer.

So, Charlotte, Jim, Susan, and Deborah, if you’re reading this, I apologize in advance for my thesis report!

In all seriousness though, I’ve been very impressed by how many of the people I’ve met here, both in and out of the studio, speak English and speak it very well.  Like I said earlier, I’m grateful I’m not having to try to make myself understood in French, which I supposedly learned, or Hungarian, which is completely foreign.  Kudos to anyone out there who’s even partially mastered a second language!  You have my admiration and envy!

 

Here is a random picture for you to look at – I hope I haven’t posted it before:

Kecskemet Market

Farmer's Market in Kecskemet

 

PS  Mrs. Carney was my seventh-grade English teacher.  She was a pretty great teacher.  Strict, but great.  🙂

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3 comments on “Mrs. Carney Would Be Sad

  1. Jackie says:

    Good that you are in Hungary and have a reason for your muddled thinking. The only reason I have for my muddled thinking is early onset Alzheimers!

  2. Stephanie Schultz says:

    Amy, I learned when I felt bad about my terrible Hungarian that it was the second hardest language in the world to learn and speak. The only one harder was a language of clicking “spoken” somewhere in Africa.

    You share a bday with my daughter Gracie (incidentally, the best hungarian speaker in the family!) We spent her’s on a junky shopping spree and the cheesecake factory with seven screaming 5th graders … but we’d trade it for an outdoor market, that yummy (cheap!) Hungarian cake … and quiet Hungarians — even if they are crabby!

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