PEERING AT THE SWEDISH LANGUAGE THROUGH THE MISTI was recently fortunate enough to graduate from SFI, or “svenska för invandare” as it is also known. Being an immigrant/invandare can at times be hard, but dealing with a completely new language can really stretch your brain, albeit in a good way.I have recently taken a new step in my search for additional Swedish language skills, that being reading books that might keep me turning the page. The author I have chosen to take me on this journey is Lee Child, as he has not let me down in the past. While I do understand most of what I read, I liken the experience to the above picture. Everything comes through a little bit mis-coloured, a little bit out-of-focus, a little bit mysterious. I have given up on the lexicon these days, hoping rather for word revelation through context to aid me.It also reminds me heavily of ‘Chief Broom’, and his spells in the mist within the classic book ‘One flew over the cuckoo’s nest’ by Ken Kesey. The thing about learning a language is that while you’re learning it, the mist gets clearer all the time. The funny thing is once the mist clears a bit, you see yet another row of trees behind it.

PEERING AT THE SWEDISH LANGUAGE THROUGH THE MIST

I was recently fortunate enough to graduate from SFI, or “svenska för invandare” as it is also known. Being an immigrant/invandare can at times be hard, but dealing with a completely new language can really stretch your brain, albeit in a good way.

I have recently taken a new step in my search for additional Swedish language skills, that being reading books that might keep me turning the page. The author I have chosen to take me on this journey is Lee Child, as he has not let me down in the past.

While I do understand most of what I read, I liken the experience to the above picture. Everything comes through a little bit mis-coloured, a little bit out-of-focus, a little bit mysterious. I have given up on the lexicon these days, hoping rather for word revelation through context to aid me.

It also reminds me heavily of ‘Chief Broom’, and his spells in the mist within the classic book ‘One flew over the cuckoo’s nest’ by Ken Kesey.

The thing about learning a language is that while you’re learning it, the mist gets clearer all the time. The funny thing is once the mist clears a bit, you see yet another row of trees behind it.