I have been debating with myself for months over whether or not it’s worthwhile to remain in my online Hebrew class. After all, once a week I sit with Tuvia’s family and listen to conversations in Hebrew and never utter a word that I’ve learned in the last three years. I probably do understand more and if I were a different person, I probably could and would be using what I have. Clearly I would be respected and encouraged. But I don’t. And now the grandchildren, after just 5 months have been speaking fluent English to me and it’s been fantastic to communicate with them. And I don’t spend much time preparing for class.
So, again I asked myself and Tuvia if my time and energy would be better spent elsewhere? And again the answer from both of us was QUIT!
But even when I had made my decision and talked about it, it was still not a slam dunk in my emotional reality. I LOVE my teacher and the others in my class. We, as adult learners, have been struggling together and I am not a quitter!
But yesterday morning I wrote the letter to Rivka and then went on with my business: a great guitar lesson, a Memorial Day barbeque and packing for a trip to California. As it came time for class and my farewell, I was caught up in last minute travel plans and arrived late.
The group had been talking about me and came to the conclusion that I could not quit. Rivka, as spokeswoman refused to let me quit. She reminded me too that Hebrew wasn’t just another language but one that anchored me with my ancestors.
I was speechless, unprepared for this response and I could say no and I stayed and is felt good.
At the end of class I called Tuvia and shared the experience and he agreed as well.
I feel so good to be in this community of learners. I still in!