My own little game
Saturday, October 23rd, 2010
Currently I often catch myself playing a game with myself. I call it the “Can-you-say-this-in-english” game and it is mostly about coming up with the english version of things I just said, wrote or write. I try to translate everything I hear or say at work or in my free time in my head and actually I have a feeling it works.
As I told you before my english skills are pretty good. I can write and understand english without many problems. My only problem is that I don’t feel very comfortable speaking english. This may be a consequence of the absence of speaking english in my life. I read books and watch TV and movies in english since I was 18, but I spoke english very rarely.
It may sound weird, but with talking to myself in my head while playing my little game, I kind of get used to myself speaking english. I had a phone interview for a job this week and even if I may have sounded a bit confused and not very experienced to the people at the end of the line, I felt kind of comfortable talking to them.
My friend Petra who moved to London in 2007 always tells me that she still has the most problems with speaking english on the phone. I think it is a good sign that I manage to talk to americans on the phone already, but I still know that I have to learn a lot!
By the way: If you are planning to move to the US in the future and want to improve your english skills and vocabulary range, I suggest watching movies, series and reading books. I developed a huge word pool during the last years including (funny) words like pacifier, janitor, brussels sprouts, mortgage or bombshell and building sentences kind of comes natural by now. But watch out: Knowing colloquial language is nice, but not always adaquate.
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Do you know these strange coincidences that happen to be part of our life? Last year Flo and I travelled to London to visit my BFF Petra. Our flight arrived in Gatwick, from where we had to do an one-hour bus trip to the city. With us on the bus was a young couple our age. I don’t know why Flo and me remembered their faces, but we did. Three days later when we were sightseeing at Piccadilly Circus (which is very very very crowded all the time) Flo suddenly grabbed my arm and screamed “Look, that’s the couple from the Gatwick bus”. And actually there they were. Standing in between thousands of people, looking as puzzled as we did.
My best friend Petra came to visit for our wedding. I already wrote about Petra a lot, not only because she is my best friend but because she moved to London four years ago and is living there since. It helps a lot to have someone who made the experience of moving to another country themselves by your side, because those people understand your feelings and can be there for you in another way than other people can.