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Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Alice. Alice, who the f#%* is Alice?

Alice and I met in August of 1998. Vi var i Danmark og vi begyndte at laere dansk. Learning Danish was so hard at first. I always thought I was missing the part of my brain neccessary to learn languages. 7 years of French and what could I say?

My favorite memory of danish class was my teacher explaining a week she'd spent in a nudist colony in France as an aupair. She was telling a story and the only thing in understood (I thought she was walking sheep, not dogs...) was that people were sitting on plastic seats (picture a diner with red booths- at least that is what I did) and when the went to stand up there was the noise (well you have to hear the noise- hence my understanding) of flesh being peeled off of the seats. Somehow that doesn't seem comfortable....

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