It's a good thing I got an early start this morning becuase I got myself lost on the way to class! When I went to register, I found the building without any problem. Today, of course, nothing looked familiar and I wandered about for awhile, and then just started over from the last point I knew was right. Once I found the building, I still had to find my classroom. Just outside the office, there was a crush of people looking for the their names on the posted class lists. I misread "Z" for "2" and headed for the second floor. Nope, none of these rooms had beginning classes. Try again. OK, then I saw it was a Z, and what can that possibly mean? No classrooms in the basement, just in case. But there was one class on the ground floor. Aha! This is my class...
In my class, there are some 15 of us, including one male student. The teacher, Sinon, is also a man. The few women I spoke to all are married to Turkish citizens. Now there's a practical motivation to learn Turkish! I think most of the students are in their mid-20s and a few of us are older. The majority are Russian speakers, then Chinese, Korean, Iranian, Rumanian, Libyan, and me. There's a significant range of proficiency in the beginner level, but that is typical of language classes. Sinon worked hard for those 3 hours and 40 minutes--and the time went by quickly enough. I definitely empathize with him!
I'm really glad to finally be studying Turkish!
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