Jeg hedder Gem
My name is Gem
One week has gone by, four lessons, random sounds, quizzical looks, and lots of frowning, and my mind is crammed with words i cant even pronounce.
And as i so rightly suspected, the immersion method is in full force in my lessons (no english is spoken)
The pronounciation just kills me, i have never contorted my face, neck and whole body for that matter by just trying to speak a language. I truly believe the Danes are so trim and lean because not only do they ride bikes for cars, have fat tax and an excellent genetic pool that seems to be protected by the fact that most Danes live in Denmark and do not venture out, they also use their bodies to speak. Italians also speak with such enthusiasm, hands are in the air, heads are bopping and shoulders are being thrown back but with Danes it is not this type of body language i speak of, Danes speak from their core, they literally use their stomach to pronounce certain sounds, and there are so many.
In order to get pronounciation right its almost as though you have to dig deep in your gut and speak from the shallows. ...Absurd.
My tongue has had a full workout too, in order to say certain words and stress or put emphasis on certain sounds, your tongue has to be behind your teeth or up on your pallette or so far back in your throat you almost gag.
The classes take place three times a week, there are extra classes you can take to perfect pronounciation. We have 18 students in our class, i get the feeling a few will wither away shortly as the course is intensive and moves quickly. You really have to put the hard work in if you want to keep up. There will also be exams, first one will be oral and in order to pass into the next module, you have to complete the first.
Im not sure what i have gotten myself into here