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I remember the day in high school, all those years ago, when my German teacher, Frau Sussak, expressed to me the virtues of learning German. Like any student who somehow gets caught up in Deutsch, rather than a perhaps more functional language like Spanish, I started to question whether learning German was actually worth my time, being in, you know, America. Around my junior year, I decided to express these concerns to my teacher, a kindly woman who had been in the industry of teaching kids western Europe’s most distinctive (and perhaps, most made fun of) language for some thirty years. As if she had heard this song and dance before, Frau began into her speech about the value of a German language education. “Hans-Sebastian,” she began sweetly (Hans-Sebastian being the most-German name I could think of to call myself in the class), “when you become fluent in German, you’ll be able to converse with all the great architects, engineers, musicians, and thinkers from all over Europe!” I mean, I guess. Although (and this might sound a bit ethnocentric of me), I’m sure if I needed to communicate with the great thinkers of Europe, we could all get by with …read more
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