I have a rose on my head. A lovely velvet rose.
Level 6 is hard. I already know this after one lesson. For a start, there is an Iraqi in our class. That is scary. Strange though it may seem, I am actually really really bad at speaking Arabic, and the better people around me are, the less I speak. I mean, alhamdulillah, I love grammar and I can read and write fine (but I need to learn the handwritten-script to write faster), and none of that is a problem. But conversation! ACK x 888.
Al-rajul al 'ankabut (Spiderman) is on TV now. Arabic dubs! And we make a habit of watching Detective Conan, too ^_^ (that's 'Case Closed' according to Tokyopop), in sweet Arabic. ^_^
Maybe I will try and con Maaherah into starting a conversation group. Especially for me.
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You write very well.
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