July 23, 2010 | Greek
A Picnic in the Park
I read Greek by Delacorte Theatre and Turtle Pond.
Today was a multimedia language-learning day. I read a language book, I did some Rosetta Stone, and I took a Pimsleur nap.
A Pimsleur nap is when you start out doing a Pimsleur language lesson and fall asleep before you finish it. My Pimsleur naps typically begin and end with Pimsleur: when I wake up, I just continue with whatever lesson I happen to find myself in. This may sound like a bad system, likely to make me miss content, but I track my progress and redo lessons constantly, and I have never skipped even one minute of a Pimsleur lesson.
If I did try to skip a minute, I would pay for it later, by finding myself completely clueless at some critical language-learning crossroads. So what would be the point?
In the evening, Brandt and I went for a picnic in Central Park. Really, the only thing picnicky about it was the picnic blanket; we didn’t actually take any food.
Ice Cream for Sale
People Picnicking (with Actual Food) by Turtle Pond
It was delightful, but very, very hot. Brandt was reading a script for an audition; I read my little white grammar book, Essential Modern Greek Grammar by Douglas Q. Adams. Progress was decent, but slowed somewhat by the excitement that overcame me every time I was able to read and understand one of the examples in Greek.
I couldn’t keep myself from writing effusive notes in the margin next to each sentence I read successfully. Successfully mastered sentences included:
- Η Αθήνα είναι μεγαλύτερη απ’ την Πάτρα. (Athens is bigger than Patras.)
- Το πρώτο βουνό ήταν μεγαλύτερο απ’ το δεύτερο. (The first mountain was higher than the second.)
- Ο πατέρας μου είναι νεότερος παρά ο πατέρας σας. (My father is younger than your father. Nya nya nya. No, just kidding about that second piece.)
Doesn’t Greek look cool?!
As Brandt and I read on our picnic blanket, the sky got darker and darker. Yes, night was coming, but so was lighting, then thunder, and then rain.
The Sky Darkens
Doom and Gloom (or at Least Rain, in Any Case)
Suddenly it poured. Absolutely poured. By the time we got home, there was not a dry skin cell on our bodies. Fortunately, we had found a water-resistant pouch in the picnic blanket that kept our electronic devices—and my little Greek grammar book!—safe and dry.