Forget feeling like a senior, these days I feel like a perpetual first grader.
It’s all because of my Arabic class. Now, I love the script and the sounds and the glottal stops and my professor, but I am starting to feel like I am six years old again. We have spent three weeks learning about five letters a week of the alphabet, and then with each new letter slowly sounding out words one syllable at a time.
We also have regular spelling and vocabulary tests and I realized today that I’ve been going about it all wrong. For my anatomy class, when I had to memorize bones and muscles and tissues I would sit and stare at the words and repeat them until they stuck. I am finding that this is ineffective with learning Arabic because staring at the shapes of letters does not automatically equate to any meaning for me.
Today as I sat in class I tried to dig back into my memory to the days when I was first learning how to read and write in English. How on earth did I learn that stuff? So now I’m back to “sight-word” flash cards and writing out new words over and over again.
It’s good to be a kid again.