Neurotip wrote:Ani wrote:No I was lying, it's easy and fun and you'll learn like magic :-p
hehe no but truthfully I have auditory processing difficulty (like I'm probably in the bottom 20% of the population) and I think the first time I've really felt it fully is trying to learn to read with a new alphabet.
Ohhh, that makes sense. I'm luckier in that respect -- but I have a truly woeful sense of direction...
.. You say to the girl who uses GPS to go anywhere in Alaska, the state with one road.
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So guys.. been loving Icelandic. Truly. Uhm.. think I'm doomed on the super challenge.
I picked up the book Stormfuglar. It's a fictional story about trawlers, who I think end up on the cost of the Netherlands. Who doesn't love a good sea yarn. I thought I would be clever and pop a page into Google translate, go back through and isolate sentence parts, match vocab, etc.
For your reading pleasure, I offer you the first page of Stormfuglar in an original and uplifting translation by none other than our very own Google Translate, folks.
Stormfuglar as translated by Google wrote:Smashing ice-cream from a ship can seem at first glance like an uninviting task: the ice cream does not just look like glass but it's also glass-hard, and when it's like this, it's no like a thin glass of glass that a kid can cuddle with a rock-throat, it's like a giant crystal sculpture that bumps and collapses in all sorts, as an artistic craftsman has shaped his beauty, but basically takes shape of the shape of the ship, and first and foremost what's stuck to the carcass; the winds big in front of the control panel form large, rounded lines, less on a small mountain or ski slopes, the iron out of the tires for the fish can make the skies in America clear, the railings over the tops have become loose garden walls, wires and rods that are usually no more than The fingers of a good boatman now have a circumference with the clay pipes, the ropes of the ships on both sides have clay balls, as well as the bodywork and everything on the boat deck; including what was supposed to save us; lifeboat. And then it's the elevation at the front of the ship, the whale bin with its guns and winds, it's all glacier rock, might be Bárðarbungan in Vatnajökull where Geysir's plane broke a few years ago, but the people were found alive many days later after most people thought so of; and the spring after, when she had to check the machine and the cargo she had taken, she had disappeared into the ice-cave of the glacier, which was constantly thickening, as did the US military's airplane
I'm doomed..