dynamic elf

Our Japanese class is now over. I enjoyed it, but I'll be happy to reclaim our Tuesdays. Also, we'll never have to hear her ask benkyoo o shimashita ka?^[1] again. Note to self: do not take two evening classes at the same time while pregnant.

It was fun, but I felt so tired during class a lot of the time. Today, David mentioned offhandedly that I was pregnant, and she looked utterly shocked. I suppose I'm usually behind a table when she sees me, but I'm huge and lumbering and I have to eat a lot of food during class. She hadn't noticed? "But you have so much energy! You don't look tired at all!" Yeah, well, I'm usually made of spangly little particles of light, so I had to slow down to enter your earth dimension to have this baby, and it's getting old. Plus, my ass hurts if I sit in one place for too long.

Anyway, I think it was time and money well-spent. It was one of the most disorienting language classes I've ever taken, because I didn't ever feel entirely comfortable with the structures I was using -- she kept zooming along (probably deliberately) and I kept stubbornly not doing my work between classes. I took this ancient Greek class during my first semester at university in France and this class felt slightly more disorienting than that did. Which is to say, "very". I think experiences like this are good for me. If I ever want to become a language teacher, I think I should have more experiences along these lines.

I can't tell whether I'm proud of what we accomplished or a little shameful that we didn't do more, but I can safely say that I learned a lot during this class. Maybe eventually we'll get to do something like this again. :)

[1] "Have you studied?"