On a walk around Debrecen just now with my host mother, she and I discussed the merits of IB classes versus normal Hungarian classes in regards to my learning the language. IB classes are in English so I would have motivation to stay active in school and still be with Hungarian students. However, I may not be exposed to so much Hungarian. Normal classes would be in Hungarian from the get go and would not slow down for a foreigner, but I would be more exposed to the language. I have decided to stay with the IB class Rotary automatically put me in because I think staying in school will be important to gaining fluency, and liking school and attending would be harder if I became demoralized the first week from how little I understood.
All this being said, apparently I'm a little more gung-ho about becoming proficient at Hungarian than most. Hungarian is in the top five hardest languages worldwide to learn (according to my host mom also here's a link to language difficulty ranking) so most exchange students barely grasp conversational. This is daunting. I'm a little discouraged to be honest. My end goal remains the same though; I will learn this language. Hearing all of my worries and hopes about Hungarian for my exchange, my host mom inquired about how well Erick, my brother, learned Polish. When I explained my "competitiveness" with my brother (taking the ACT at a young age to try and beat him, attending the same academics based high school, etc) and his fluency in Polish, she understood. I know people who have mastered "impossible" languages, and I want to join their ranks. This is all a little naive (okay a lot I'll admit it) but at this point I'm comfortable with my unrealistic optimism.
Hugs and kisses!
Puszi!
(sidenote: I'm calling this a 'bisque post' because bisque is thick and heavy, so from now on a 'bisque post' is one that has potentially heavy subject matter and isn't full of fluffy selfies :(
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