For those who may need a bit of encouragement, you can take heart that, at this very moment, in the US, a tall black woman is tromping through the South Side of Chicago, in the early morning, muttering in Welsh, on her way to work.
It’ll be even more impressive in a few months, when you can add “slogging through snowdrifts.”
Yay, Cyd! I’m right there with you, except in the Financial District of San Francisco, where thankfully you have to do something much wilder than mutter to yourself in any language to get a sideways glance.
@Tahl: Ha! It’s almost not real practice unless you’re slogging through hip deep snow.
Also I will definitely keep you in mind, @Megan, especially when I’m discouraged…like today, when it feels like there’s still so much of Welsh I don’t know.
like today, when it feels like there’s still so much of Welsh I don’t know.
That means there’ll always be new treasures for you to find…
I’m still meeting new words in English, let alone Welsh…
Neidr cantroed, for example. And, I hope you don’t mind, but from now on I’m going to say that I’m still meeting new words instead of learning new words…I really like that phrasing.