I am pleased to report that last month (June), I reached the 500 hour mark of my Spanish project.
Unfortunately (but not unexpectedly), the progress I made going from 200 to 500 hours was not as impressive as it was going from 0 to 200. And even though I ran up against the law of diminishing returns, I still have plenty of things to say about my experience.
In my last post, I talked about how I laid out a plan back in November of 2016 to put me on a path to fluency in Spanish. My plan was to:
In my last two posts , I told the story of my failed attempts to learn Spanish. From years of taking classes to trying to learn on my own by reading, writing, and speaking.
After all those years of failure, I re-assessed what worked and what didn't and came up with a new plan.
And though I am here writing this article in February of 2017, I will speak of what I laid out last November to put me on a path to fluency...
In my previous post, I talked about how 6+ years of Spanish classes left me still unable to use the language despite doing well on tests.
Finally, one day in September of 2016, I decided that enough was enough and that I was going to learn Spanish once and for all...
In my very first post, I mentioned that I will be learning Spanish as my third language. In this post, I will talk about my history of trying to learn this language.
As you will see, this won't be my first attempt. Growing up, I was required to take a foreign language in school. I was given the option between choosing Spanish or French (the only two choices at my Junior High), and I chose Spanish because it was the second most spoken language in the United States.
After taking six years (if I remember correctly) of Spanish classes in both Junior High and High school, I finally became fluent... or not.