I took my first Hebrew class last night... it turns out I missed the first class session, so I did pretty poorly on the alphabet quiz as I was quietly panicing in my chair.
I came home last night and started reading the first chapter (since I'm catching up, I'll need to read two chapters in the next two days). As I was preparing my supplies, I had the interesting experience of looking at Hebrew and thinking to myself, "This looks like gibberish to me. Yet, in two months, that bunch of squigglies will read 'man' and 'woman' to me."
The inability to recognize language is not something you can capture on film, thus it is a moment I am unable to preserve; what a shame. I don't know how long it will take me, but eventually I will be able to read this:
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