Some time ago, I had a go at learning some basic phrases in Welsh. However, I found that I didn’t have the time – you know how things can turn out a bit differently than you had in mind. But I’ve decided to try again. This time, I am a little less scared of the ll and the ch, and I think I’m learning the vowels a bit better this time. I can still only say basic sentences, but it’s certainly better than last time.
At basically the same time, an acquaintance of mine frome Iceland has decided to finally give in to my pleas. I want to learn Icelandic – it’s one of the languages most close to old Norse, and I find that fascinating. This chap is someone I’ve met through my video game.
I am learning Welsh sort of structured, with audio lessons and so on. Icelandic however, I’m learning mainly via typing, guessing, a bit of google translate and a few youtube vids to get a grasp of the pronounciation. It’s funny how both methods work but are so different – I hear the Welsh words. But my brain is learning the structure of Icelandic a lot faster. I love discovering a language like that.
When I was a big kid, I used to collect languages. I can read quite a few and speak a few as well altho I only properly speak 3. But it’s just such a source of enjoyment and fun to try to get into a new language – just making your own sentences for the first time, working out the rules, trying them out, waiting with bated breath for the verdict – did I just say something in a new language? Did I speak?
My Icelandic acquaintance has been laughing at me. Says I am sharp and witty even in Icelandic because after 3 days, I am able to tease him and make him giggle in his own language. Quite an achievement, he said. I told him I’d put it on my CV. 😛