The sad thing is, I think I know more of the Spanish language than I do Hindi. It's terrible. It wasn't always terrible. This time last year we were up in the cool beautiful mountains studying 24/7, and I was actually getting it. I mean, sure I introduced Joe as my wife instead of my husband, but that's not a big deal, right?
Last year, up in the mountains, with our teachers.
But that's all changing now that we are back on student visas. We start our official classes this week, but I've been meeting with a tutor for the last month.
Devanagri [Hindi] Script
My tutor has a hard time understanding that I don't have this gift for language! She was a bit disappointed in me when I couldn't read perfectly after 20 minutes of 'learning' the hindi script. And let's just say the Hindi word for Orange (Santra) apparently does NOT sound the same coming from my mouth as it does from my tutors. Sad thing is, I think it's just as frustrating for her as it is for me.
my language helper
But after a little encouragement and some wisdom from my hubby, I've been using my time with my tutor to share stories from the Word. (Did I mention that my hubby HAS the gift of language. He says it's just a math problem to him. I loved Algebra, but I'm not seeing the relation here!) Anyway, I will tell her a story, in English. We will look at it in the Word, in English. And then she'll help me interpret the story into kindergarten level Hindi. It's been really good. Not necessarily for my Hindi, although it is improving, but for us to be able to talk about the Father openly.
ps. if you ever need someone to share the story of the demon possessed man to your kindergartner, I'm your woman! I also know the story involving Peter walking on the water... that one may be a little more age appropriate for Kindergartners.





