More than once this weekend, mutual friends of ours exhibited surprise when I assured them that I want to continue to learn Turkish. Obviously, the classes I took weren't as helpful as I had hoped and I am nowhere near fluent (though I didn't really expect such amazing results from a 6 week class) but jeez folks - I'm not done.
My boyfriend's first language is Turkish. That is the language he is most comfortable using and the one he communicates best with. By choosing to not pursue a deeper comprehension of Turkish I would essentially be saying "I don't care about being able to communicate effectively with you, ever." At the very least, I feel I should know as much Turkish as he does English - it's only fair.
Something else to consider: healthy, happy relationships are based on the ability to communicate well with your partner. It's difficult enough when we have conflicts, but it is compounded by the fact that we think and speak in different languages.
Now, I just need Seattle to get with the program - how about hooking a girl up with more matriculation options, eh?
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You have an awesome attitude and your man is lucky to have you! I hope you are able to find some good classes here.
tesekkurler canim! (thanks, dear)
My next option is to try the same program but a different teacher, which entails driving to the eastside (blech.) Rosetta Stone is pretty much worthless.
I should probably note: though I didn't touch on it within the post, I'm kind of insulted by the assumption that I wouldn't continue trying.
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