That's the big, ambitious, rather abstract goal. Such goals need to be broken down into smaller steps for the student to recognize progress, and I am working with a language acquisition specialist to do just that. Jan Marston, who lives in Des Moines, Iowa, has dedicated her life's work to figuring out how people ideally learn a foreign language. She speaks no Amharic whatsoever and doesn't plan to. Instead, she's helping me both think theoretically about language acquisition AND break the process of language acquisition down into realistic, incremental, concrete steps.
This blog will allow me to document those concrete steps and the progress they lead to. Some of those steps will be specifically linguistic; some will be more broadly cultural. Additionally, I am hoping that the blog will convey the diversity and resilience of the Ethiopian diaspora in the San Francisco Bay Area. With permission, I aim to tell the stories of some of the native Amharic speakers who assist me along this journey, seeking to understand the variety of push and pull forces that have compelled each individual to immigrate to the United States. I am also interested in their stories of English acquisition. Finally, I need this blog to hold myself accountable. Though I will have part-time employment during this project, a substantial portion of my day will be devoted to learning Amharic. I want a record that my time was spent meaningfully and intentionally, recognizing, of course, that there will be fertile and fallow periods throughout this undertaking,
Anemo's birthday dinner tonight certainly felt meaningful. My wife and I took Anemo to one of his favorite restaurants: Oasis Cafe at the corner of McAllister and Divisadero in San Francisco. The Ethiopian food here is among the best we've had, and the environment is consistently warm and friendly. Abeba Gedam has always been so kind to our family, and tonight she delivered a complementary chocolate muffin for Anemo (candle included!), after we had polished off a delicious vegetarian sampler.
|Anemo using the injera to pick up his dinner. He likes the milder yellow lentils (misir wot) the best. Anemo is wearing a hat because his head was recently shaved at Westside Cuts just a block away.|
|Abeba and Anemo with birthday treat. We learned that Abeba's son, Nobel (can't hurt, right?), turned thirteen yesterday.|