The novel I’m reading is set in Uruguay. The protagonist grows up on the pampas, riding horses as a gaucho and picking up backwoods Spanish. Natural language acquisition.
Meanwhile, I’m cobbling together my latest blog: Th’playfool tongue. (I’m playing around with the name.)
I’ll link together the take-home messages from its posts and write up the personal approach that I arrive at. At that point, I may go public.
I’m surprised by the size and range of the response to the language poll that I set up in the Facebook Kaikorai Valley High School group. Combined collective experience. Very nice.