Four years ago I had the most wonderful opportunity to go to China and work in a digital marketing company in Beijing. It was a brief five month stint, but I grew a strong liking for Chinese food, culture and the intricacies of their language. When I got back to the states, I hastily sought out Chinese classes far and wide, finally settling for one on the lower west side of Manhattan. Classes are about twice a week, 2 hour lessons.
Three years later…..
I sit here in a dark room, sobbing over my review books and dictionaries. But don’t fret. These are tears of joy. After three frustrating and mind-numbing years of study…no breaks or vacations except for the obvious Christmas, Thanksgiving, and Oktoberfest…I think I’ve finally got a hold on this whole Mandarin thing.
As a testament to this (sort of) accomplishment, I want to recount some of the trials and tribulations I’ve gone through in leaning this language. In the end, I hope this helps someone avoid pitfalls and time-wasters that I have come across in my own journey. Continue reading