Inglise keele ajalugu, essee "My languages"
(Although I still can
recite one of his poems...)
The point is, I actually really like Russian. I've never been good at it, but I like the language and I
really wish I knew it better. I can speak some, but not read much. As soon as the characters stop
talking to each other, I'm stuck and can barely understand anything. Most of my Russian skills my
ten years younger mates envy come from my year of living in Narva (literally starve or learn!) and
talking to a variety of Estonian-Russian roleplayers I know. (But since they are also fluent in
English and most in Estonian as well, it turns into a stew of languages very soon.)
Chronologically the second language I started to learn was French. That was because of the
Descartes Lyceum. Don't remember much of that, except for half a dozen badly spelt childrens'
songs. Alouette is a really cruel song about tearing different body parts off a lark just to teach kids
the names of those parts (and they are not even lark but human parts)
annaabi.ee 
