Last week I had a good language exchange. This one was mostly in Japanese. My wife sat nearby and listened for a little while, and, later, she asked me, “Just how fluent are you?”
Well, I’m not. That’s the short answer. I have a long way to go. Mind you, my Cafetalk tutor recently indicated that I should be signing up for the ‘intermediate’ lessons rather than the ‘beginner’ lesson now, so that’s cool.
While I was speaking during the language exchange, I felt like I was fumbling and pausing, sometimes repeating myself…but I guess it must have sounded better than that to my wife. Of course, my wife doesn’t speak Japanese, so she may not be the best judge!
Last week I was walking toward the parking lot, wrapped up in my thoughts, when a guy I know walked past me and spoke to me in Japanese. It was a simple greeting, but I was able to respond without thinking, and that was also pretty cool.
Every sign of progress is a great thing.
Learning Japanese has kind of become a habit now. It is integrated into my week and into my day, and that really helps keep me moving along.
I suppose one day my wife will ask me how long I intend to study Japanese.
Well, until I am as good with Japanese as I am with English.