Sometimes you just gotta laugh at yourself.
Today was one of those days.
We had our regular substitute teacher today (she now comes every week for one day a week to allow our regular teacher to take care of admin responsibilities). I really like her and sometimes she is funny without meaning to be.
So for our homework last night, we had to write eight sentences in present perfect. I decided to try to be a bit more complex than your standard present perfect sentence.
This is a profoundly bad idea.
I realized as soon as I read my first sentence.
Our teacher just looked at me. And then asked me to repeat myself.
I did. She asked me to read it again. And again.
When we finally finished my first sentence, I announced I had not written any more sentences (which we all knew was untrue...I always do my homework).
So I read the next one...over and over.
The lesson for today, when you are new to a language, write simple sentences.
It got to the point where she would just crack up every time I even looked at her when she asked me a question...but she is so polite she looks away and covers her face (so you don't have to see her laughing at you!).
By the time I finished my sentences, I had started answering every question, in Estonian, with, "I don't know. I don't speak Estonian."
At one point, I said something in English and she said, "No, say it in Estonian." And I said, "What is "Oh for god's sake!" in Estonian?"
And she answered me.
By the end of the day, one of my classmates had caught my disease...and like me, he has a tendency towards being a smart aleck.
So I succeeded in destroying our class. Ah well...there is always tomorrow!