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A little reflection daily about my language acquisition

Wednesday 4 January 2017

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‘Scribes’ is a second-hand-bookshop. I ducked into it yesterday on the way to the museum with my daughter. Wintry weather in December—that’s Dunedin for you.

On the way out, I caught sight of dictionaries and phrasebooks in foreign languages. The man at the counter saw me looking.

“That’s the reference section. We have books in other languages in the corridor out back. Mostly German, French and Japanese.”

So I took a look. 

Sure enough—a rich source of popular authors translated—Koontz etcetera. Even Sesame Street in Japanese for Sachi. I’ll return with my fine-tooth comb one day soon.

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