Monday, April 30, 2007
Living and learning
Had another German lesson today. I like my German lessons. They make me feel as if I am 12 again. I am tempted to plait my hair so tightly my head hurts and swing to and fro, balancing on the two back legs of my chair. I can now order beer. "Ein Glas Bier, bitte." I do not drink beer; I had better not go to Germany this week. Next week, I will learn how to order coffee and white wine. Then I can go.