A transliterated thank you to the universe. Just as I launched myself into way-making, a flyer appeared in my mailbox. Someone in my neighborhood is beginning classes in conversational Chinese. How cool is that?
When I graduated from college 25 years ago, I labelled my boxes in Chinese in a vain attempt to hold onto whatever lame language skills I had learned. My writing was so poor, and my memory now even worse, that it's all Greek to me. I can't even recognize my name!
I'm calling tonight to sign up. We already have French labels on everything in our house to support our 9th grader in his French 2 classes. If labels would help in his Latin class we would do that too, but it just doesn't work--after "dog", "door" and "house" it's a little limited.
We have room for another set of post-it notes on everything, and I'm really looking forward to this. It'll be great!
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