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درس قارسی می خوانم- درس فارسی نمی خورم
(I study the Persian lesson- I do not eat the Persian lesson.)
It's a subtle distinction, but an important one- even if you do eat pretty much everything else in this language.
A few weeks ago the class took a field trip to an antique rug dealer in the city, who showed us parts of his private collection- we got to pet 160-year-old silk carpets from Qom, and compare the designs on Afghan tribal rugs to rugs from Isfahan. Very neat stuff, although I only understood one word in three. I shouldn't let myself feel frustrated by this, but it's hard not to- my listening comprehension in English is bad enough, so I shouldn't expect any great proficiency in a language I've only been studying for a semester and a half. (It means I should really be studying more, however; my capacity to retain vast swathes of vocabulary is not what it once was.)
There was a long and bitchy rant about my Gender and Sexuality class and my general irritation with the professor and many of my classmates and damn the patriarchy etc., etc., but something horrible happened to the formatting and now it is gone. It's for the best, really.
Still need to watch the new Doctor Who; still trying not to resort to hiding in the basement and shunning all of humanity for the rest of the month- it's been one of those weeks. (Yes, yes, I know, "When isn't it one of those weeks?" *sigh*)
(I study the Persian lesson- I do not eat the Persian lesson.)
It's a subtle distinction, but an important one- even if you do eat pretty much everything else in this language.
A few weeks ago the class took a field trip to an antique rug dealer in the city, who showed us parts of his private collection- we got to pet 160-year-old silk carpets from Qom, and compare the designs on Afghan tribal rugs to rugs from Isfahan. Very neat stuff, although I only understood one word in three. I shouldn't let myself feel frustrated by this, but it's hard not to- my listening comprehension in English is bad enough, so I shouldn't expect any great proficiency in a language I've only been studying for a semester and a half. (It means I should really be studying more, however; my capacity to retain vast swathes of vocabulary is not what it once was.)
There was a long and bitchy rant about my Gender and Sexuality class and my general irritation with the professor and many of my classmates and damn the patriarchy etc., etc., but something horrible happened to the formatting and now it is gone. It's for the best, really.
Still need to watch the new Doctor Who; still trying not to resort to hiding in the basement and shunning all of humanity for the rest of the month- it's been one of those weeks. (Yes, yes, I know, "When isn't it one of those weeks?" *sigh*)
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