9.04.2008

HUNGARIAN

Imagine running full speed at a brick wall, fully anticipating to be smushed into human putty after hitting it. You faintly hope you’ll slip right through……...but you hit the wall.

You are highly disoriented; you roll around on the ground in pain, eyes crossing while staring at the bleak sky overhead.

You get up.

You do it again. Full speed, hit the wall.

You do it again.

You do this over and over and over, and you don’t even see a dent in the wall. Every once in awhile, a brick flies out of the wall and hits you upside the head.

You do this every day for two-and-a-half hours.

This is what learning Hungarian is like.

2 comments:

Pat Dornbos said...

You are so funny! I can just picture you sitting in class with your bruised forhead and a puzzled look on your face.
I love reading your blog.
Pat Dornbos

Allison Nunnikhoven said...

I laughed...and then clapped my hands...:)