Notebook

 

I just finished this notebook yesterday, my Russian notebook. I started to learn Russian back in 2015 late January and my sister gifted me with this notebook for Christmas 2014, so what better way to use it than for language purposes?

She also decorated it nicely the first few pages with collages and a little bit of her creative writing, I love it! But it makes me a little nostalgic now that I've completed it, after all these years! Of course, it wasn't every day, and there were a lot of other notes in here- drifting off from Russian study like Czech, Polish, which are language Slavic cousins to Russian. But it started and ended with Russian.

My sister and I are doing a daily language challenge. So, Russian is what I'll be study and picking up back again! 

These past 2 days I've been reviewing some former things such as vocab and getting more into plurals, feminine, masculine, neuter and adjectives. There is so much I don't know, or just learned once and then forgot and didn't put into practice. 

So, even better reason to continue on a daily regimen of study, review and fun. Of course, it has to be fun and enjoyable or else it won't stick. 

Vocab used in this post: 

* журнал journal in Russian 

* книга book in Russian

*   Рождество   Christmas in Russian

* язык  language in Russian

*Русский  Russian in Russian 

By the Fire

 I haven't thought about Russian study for a while. (Like I mentioned in my previous posts.) But all of a sudden, it came upon me last night as I was reading by the fire- to rekindle and review Russian again!

I think partly it was due to feeling inspired again. Rereading this book, 'The Stories We Tell' by Joanna Gaines brought me back to the beginning of the year, and that was an inspiring and exciting time. It was also a time of studying Russian (still), and doing what I could to keep it alive, interesting and life giving. That's when it clicked last night.

But it's been a while to feel like this.

I was just telling my sister, that I haven't felt too inspired with language study, and also don't know the point, the purpose. Is it really meant to be done alone, quietly and independently? But upon reviewing and studying last night, those thoughts and feelings didn't arise. 

There was joy, there was goodness, and inspiration. It felt like catching up with a long-lost friend, or playing the same song on the piano after a long time- the memory all came back, the reasons, as little as they are at times returned with a sense of excitement and purpose, to continue. 

It's really also to just call something my own- this journey, this learning experience, this language, association and progress. The beautiful pauses, stop and go, breaks and study to feel it's part of me again- my story, my language journey, that at times doesn't makes sense. But then somehow it does.