日本語上手聞きます
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Tokyo, 2010.04.20
Something semi-miraculous has happened. I was in a meeting and understood what was going on.
That's something to be said in of itself, because I find that the vast majority of meetings are of little comprehensible value or purpose. But when this meeting lapsed into Japanese I was able to follow along. I don't know if some kind of switch has been tripped in my brain, but I suddenly seem to be able to get the gist of things in this until-now unintelligble language.
It's like my son's sudden leaps in language ability. Only, I never expected my old ossified brain to manage such a feat.