Oct 09, 2009 18:35
Mun Note: This ficlet is AU&RP-based
I don’t know a word in French. Foreign languages are not my forte at all.
I learned German at school, but totally forgot it after leaving. The only sentence I can say in German now is “Die Liebe ist Die Grosste Kraft” that means “Love is the greatest power”. It sounds great, indeed.
Then I tried to learn Latin as I intended to be a doctor. In fact, I needed it like a hole in the head. I never achieved my ambition to become an MD.
Also I picked up a bit of Russian at the hospital. There was a physiologist, Dr. Igor Dostoevsky, whose parents had emigrated from Odessa. He spoke English with a heavy accent and spouted weird Russian idioms -- I couldn’t help but pick up some of his phrasings. The doctor eventually quit his career as a practicing physician and moved to Massachusetts in order to teach pathologic anatomy at Miskatonic University. Thus he left before I could learn his language better.
But for all that, I think the best language to understand each other is that of love. Now I have the opportunity to learn it well enough.
Words: 193
Fandom: Saw
Muse: Zep Hindle