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This post is a brag. Not a humble brag. Just a regular, good old fashioned brag. And it is this:
We got the results of our final German exam back today, and I did better than I expected. This will not mean anything to most of the people reading this blog (that is to say that my parents aren’t familiar with the European language level system), but the goal was to pass a level B1 test, and I scored in B2. And I am very pleased that this is the level at which I’m beginning this year in Germany. But that’s not what made me realize that my German’s gotten better in my time here.
Last night, after our goodbye dinner, we went to a bar, and one of our program assistant’s friends, whom I’d met on my very first night in Marburg, was there. And I was talking to her, and she interjected that now I’d gotten much better. That now I can speak German.
I am so much more confident in this language now than I was six or seven or however many weeks ago. I still don’t speak good German, but I know now that, over the course of this year, if I work at it and commit to it, I can learn to speak good German. Because, unbeknownst to me as it was happening, I already began to do so.