Today was my last Chinese Conversation class. I’m really sorry it’s over. My teacher is beautiful and charming; she made the onerous task of learning a totally strange language into a great game. She was wonderful. I only learned a few words, but I understand the pronunciation much better–my goal. I find fascinating the differences in syntax and word derivation. Perhaps this will also help me tutor Shirley Sun, whom I am hoping to see again in New York next month.
My other Osher class, about Pittsburgh’s early history, was also excellent. The instructor has a real gift for explaining the events of 200 and 300 years ago in modern terms and making them immediately intelligible.
I still have two more sessions of the Asian Art class I’m auditing, then a month of vacation. I’ll be going to New York in a couple of weeks. I guess that will be a vacation within my perpetual vacation.
PS: I finally got that prescription.