I know how you feel if you’re reading this post, because I’ve been there myself.
I’ve been learning languages my whole life, and at some point, I linked my success in this activity to my self-worth. Now I realize how faulty this way of thinking is, and I’m actively trying to unlearn it. But something tells me you might be struggling with the same thing, and so you might very well know how hard it can be…
Two days ago, a legend died.
She was an exceptionally talented musician, a truly wise woman and a kind, generous soul. Her name was Dolly Parton…
Here we are in a brave new world – one where people find it hard to read books, barely remember what a newspaper is, often learn languages in isolation, and pour their hearts out to AI chatbots.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m not here to pass judgment, especially because I’m one of those people myself. Do I ever stop to ask whether it’s a good thing? All the time.
I see the charm of crisp pages and reading in a comfortable chair with a cup of tea. I value journalism and don’t confuse it with vlogging. I understand that practicing a language with real people is far more rewarding than producing endless monologues with no one to respond. And I believe that a good therapist is a true gem, because in the end, it’s the human connection that heals.
But what about blogs in this confusing new era, when you can ask virtually any question and get an instant answer without even opening a search engine?
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