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I am learning all the time. The tombstone will be my diploma. ~Eartha Kitt

How much do I love thee? Let me count the ways. Yksi, kaksi, kolme, nelja, viisi, kuusi, seitseman, kahdeksan, yhdeksan, kymmenen. I just counted to ten in the Finnish language. I have started a class in this most unusual tongue, and try to study some words every day. I began writing short sentences on Facebook, but I thought some might think my wires have been crossed or something strong was added to my morning coffee. But, I’m fascinated with the structure of words, how meanings are altered by adding on to a root word. Pronunciation in itself presents a challenge to me. I produce cacophonous sounds at this point, but I’m positive with perseverance, I’ll be rolling complete sentences like the native speakers. Why Finnish, you might ask? I have to say it’s one of those things added to a bucket list. I had traveled to my grandparent’s home country in September 2010 and loved hearing people speak. It brought back memories of my grandmother, who, by the way, could never pronounce my name. Throughout the first 15 years of my life, she called me “little girl”. At least, I was told she couldn’t pronounce it. I also had heard that she wanted me to be named after her, which was Alma Johanna. My mother refused. This was always an amusing story to me, but now in my mature years, I like the sound of the name, Alma Johanna. (The “J” sounds like a “Y”.) Even though I wasn’t named after her, one thing for certain, I inherited her hair color, platinum blond. I feel a true kindred spirit.

FYI:Numbers lengthen and lengthen as the amount rises. Finnish bank tellers have to speak rapidly, if they want to complete a transaction in a timely fashion. Here’s my birth year: tuhatyhdeksansataaviisikymmenta

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