When our first lockdown was lifted, I knew there was little hope of finding something professionally: the labour market enters in a dormant state till well into September. In dire need of a new challenge, my loving husband proposed to get back to Brazilian Portuguese 🇧🇷.
Except for an attempt at Japanese 🇯🇵 and my daily practice of Spanish 🇪🇸 and Italian 🇮🇹 (which I speak to my dogs … and with my Italian hubby), my passion for languages had been limited to fulfilling my vocation as a language teacher. For a few years it didn’t seem to make much sense to study a language I didn’t/wouldn’t need, hence why my 2017 attempt at 日本語 (Japanese) failed.
Be that as it may, at the end of the year we all known as Corona, I not only surfed once more through Assimil‘s Il Portoghese brasiliano senza sforzo (which should equal a B2 level, at most to be honest), but I had also made a daily habit out of studying Danish 🇩🇰 and Catalan 🇦🇩.
Why? No “real” reason, not due to any present or future usefulness, just out of passion and that probably is the difference between a language learner and a language lover.