My First Russian Reads


Well, one has to begin somewhere, right? It takes me close to a minute to read even the simplest Russian phrases, so these books may not be even within my literacy level. It would be fantastic if I can read. But comprehension is another matter. I grew up in a bilingual home and I’m not used to this kind of struggle. At five or six, my vocabulary was limited and I couldn’t follow the American movies my parents watched on TV. But I easily went through fairy tales and textbooks. Can’t even remember the time when I couldn’t read.

Beginner’s class has ended and the Cyrillic alphabet is only starting to make some sense. I do have the advantage of being able to listen to or participate in Skype calls between the boyfriend and his parents. Will also register for the intermediate class next year. Patience is key. Needless to say, I won’t be reading Dostoevsky in Russian any time soon.