“Americans who travel abroad for the first time are often shocked to discover that, despite all the progress that has been made in the last 30 years, many foreign people still speak in foreign languages” – Dave Barry
Fortunately for me, Dave Barry is incorrect in this case, otherwise I’d be having a really tough time over here!
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About 5 years ago I had an awesome experience working on a study in the far western region of the Sahara Desert, I was there for a little over a week. While I was there colleagues and I spent part of an afternoon in a small village near St Louis Senegal. We were trying to talk with a village elder, but with little success. His native tongue was Woloff (sp? it’s been a while) and like many educated Senegalese he spoke French as well, along with just a little bit of English.
Keep in mind, this is a man who lives in a hut where he sleeps on a dirt floor and doesn’t have access to indoor plumbing, yet he’s fluent in 2 languages and knows a little of a third. He was justifiably surprised that none of his American guests could speak anything except English, and I was justifiably embarrassed by that fact.
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We all have out talents, there are things that we’re just inherently good at, things that come easily to us. For me, foreign language skill is NOT one of those things! Fortunately, or maybe not, I did not have to meet any language requirements to graduate from high school or college. After suffering through a year or two of French class in junior high school, I avoided any further language classes, and now I’m paying for it.
What’s really embarrassing is that my lack of confidence is keeping me from getting out and enjoying Germany. There is a train stop literally right outside my hotel door, the city of Stuttgart is there waiting, yet my inability to communicate is paralyzing me and I haven’t traveling outside the limits of the hotel and convention center complex since I arrived.
Tonight is really should get over it and hop on that train, camera in hand, and go somewhere, anywhere, in the city. Two days from now I’ll be heading to Paris for the final part of my trip and it would be a damn shame if I haven’t gotten over this damn language barrier by then…
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