...that my ability to speak Bangla is simultaneously off the charts awesome...and worse than ever?
yes.
just depends on what moment of the day you catch me...and what sort of conversations i've had up until then...
there really has been something the past few weeks - my bangla has been pushed out of the nest and learned how to fly. i am understanding things that i haven't before (unless i'm so tired that i'm just zoned out cause i can't absorb any more language). and i am using sentence structures that i haven't used well up until now...and i'm having deep conversations in bangla (you know...the type of conversation that you don't even know how to have in your first language...i'm having those in my second language...conversations like how "lack of forgiveness only hurts us" or conflict resolution, or just a light conversation like trying to share my "theology of suffering")...unless you happen to catch me at a point where i'm stopped mid-sentence and seem to have lost my ability to speak in the simple present tense...or say one more word.
the ladies have been really affirming. multiple times the past few weeks they've said to me, "oh Moshumi-di, something happend. your bangla is so good. you have learned full bengali"
isn't it funny that my language exists in the extremes? more awesome than ever. worste than ever. simultaneously...
yes.
just depends on what moment of the day you catch me...and what sort of conversations i've had up until then...
there really has been something the past few weeks - my bangla has been pushed out of the nest and learned how to fly. i am understanding things that i haven't before (unless i'm so tired that i'm just zoned out cause i can't absorb any more language). and i am using sentence structures that i haven't used well up until now...and i'm having deep conversations in bangla (you know...the type of conversation that you don't even know how to have in your first language...i'm having those in my second language...conversations like how "lack of forgiveness only hurts us" or conflict resolution, or just a light conversation like trying to share my "theology of suffering")...unless you happen to catch me at a point where i'm stopped mid-sentence and seem to have lost my ability to speak in the simple present tense...or say one more word.
the ladies have been really affirming. multiple times the past few weeks they've said to me, "oh Moshumi-di, something happend. your bangla is so good. you have learned full bengali"
isn't it funny that my language exists in the extremes? more awesome than ever. worste than ever. simultaneously...
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