I opened my text-book to see if I can read and understand something but then I was even more confused because there was no connection between what was written in letters and what fifteen people around me were blabbering. I opted for a morning class 7-9 a.m to start the day with a soft and sweet language atleast that was what I heard and read about French. It’s a very musical language which is quite true because I could hear only sounds in a rhythm but no words. Now I understood why music has no language........
No comments:
Post a Comment