Friday, October 7, 2005

Accumulate

That is my new mantra for French class. Accumulate! Accumulate! Accumulate! Learning a new language ic cumulative. You have to let it steep in your brain, if you will, until it's fully brewed, and then you can use it. I'm an instant gratification person, slowly teaching myself to be a delayed gratification person. Learning French is one of those teaching methods, although it is fully unrealized.
("Unrealized idea. Unrealized." laugh if you get it, if you don't, read on)
Um, yes. French. So I have resigned myself to the fact that I'm just going to have to spend tons of time memorizing words until I know them all and how to use them. That way I'll have something gratifying to do that builds on the language learning.

It's really interesing being in college because it expands your mind. Some of it you may reject, saying, "No, that's not right according to me!" but it still sticks in you brain, naggling at the edges until you decide to chew on it a while. AFter ruminating, you discover that you've learned something, and change your view perhaps, or reenforce it. You shouldn't let your views and ideas, personal standards and dreams get eaten up though. But you do need to listen to what other people are saying. "Agree to disagree." I learned that my first quarter of my first year, sadly the person teaching didn't figure it out, but it was a good example to me to keep to that rule. And to recognize when someone is mad deep inside and they really don't care that what they say makes others feel bad about themselves. Elanor Roosevelt is quoted "Nobody can make you feel inferior without your consent." I love writing that quote in margins of paper when I'm in a bad class. Repeating it over and over in my brain. Hamlet also comes to mind.
"To be, or not to be, that is the question:
Whether tis nobler to suffer
the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them....
Th'oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs os disprized love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That paitent merit of th'unworth takes"

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