Language Matters

It's All about Edification

Although it may appear that pinkgurugal is one dimensional and lives and breathes triathlons, I am attempting to return to my roots.

No this isn't alphabet lessons, but I am learning to read and write in my native language, and that's Vietnamese. And this isn't my first time at this Roots Rodeo...

I started taking private lessons (again) with Truong Ngon, a man with an altruistic heart and a great Vietnamese lessons instructor.

It's a six-week 2 hour lesson, and he makes it very enjoyable. The first time I took this class, I was joined by 3 of my contempories, all in the same boat as me: Asian American, can speak the language, but can't read and write for crap. And the vocabulary of an 8th grader.

You can say I'm plain spoken, much like our president. You know, words like "strategery" , or quotes like

They misunderestimated me."

Anyways, for all you tri bloggers out there, I encourage you to step out of your zone and diversify your interests, whether it be taking language lessons, sewing, salsa, or whatever floats your boat.

Maybe one day I'll write this blog in vietnamese.

And that my friends, is Pinkgurugal's lesson of the day.

Cheers and happy training!

Plato - “If a man neglects education, he walks lame to the end of his life.”