The various courses, or pseudo corsettini these facts at home are of little use when there is the need to really interact all day in English, if we add to this the different accents that come together around, especially here in London .
For example, in this situation:
- Add to my exhausted after hours of walking, hungry and hallucinating, in a pub, almost an oasis in a desert of concrete. In plain view that the spilling of polished brass in contact with empty jars, produce a delightful tinkling, ready to deliver abominable amount of precious nectar.
mentally Enjoy sweet and sour taste of an English beer, but come to the fateful moment of choice, start to babble incoherent and meaningless phrases. And being forced to leave, broken, his throat dry, because you know, the British did not recur. -
A nightmare, right?
A nightmare, right?
So, I decided to solve this problem as soon as possible, we decided to try a school in the center, the Callan School, among other things, one of the cheapest in London, frequented mostly by Italians and Spaniards.
The first thing to do is a test, and we discover that the test is collective. The test is not how you think, nothing in writing, no quizzes, no more. Practically a teacher will explains how their methods and then makes you questions and write down the errors and the promptness with which to respond, to understand the level at which you entered.
So our teacher shoots and asks questions quickly and promptly to repeat what he says, but at some point starts to sneeze furiously.
"I'm sorry, But it's allergy," she says.
A mouth, the faster the brain that is connected, can pronounce:
"Allergy to Italians?"
Still sneezing, which are mixed coughing and laughter choked. A slaughterhouse.
After the test we went to reception and we are told that we are in two different classes. I think they really noticed the diversity, and why we were put in different classes.
"I'm sorry, But it's allergy," she says.
A mouth, the faster the brain that is connected, can pronounce:
"Allergy to Italians?"
Still sneezing, which are mixed coughing and laughter choked. A slaughterhouse.
After the test we went to reception and we are told that we are in two different classes. I think they really noticed the diversity, and why we were put in different classes.
comes the day of the first trial lesson. We go to class, everyone in his class.
Start the lesson and the teacher makes the call, and is heard uttering the name of an absent look in that case is just the name of my pops. There and then it is ignored, and the lesson begins.
The Callan Method is also based on the intense pace of the lesson, you try not to break, so the teacher leads the class with a brisk pace. At some point, however, someone enters, the door spalacando:
"I'm sorry, wrong number". Looks stunned, speechless teacher, class cut. It 'just my pops.
Since the method relies on a very large number of times to repeat the same questions and same answers, like good Italians who are ill-adapted to package pre-compiled a list of responses that we have in these two weeks of lesson:
"Who is the greatest man in history? "
"The greatest man in history is" a moment of silence "Napoletone. Not even other Italians have understood the joke, or rather assume that they thought that we are ignorant of the greats. And if you do not even understand it, there is a link to this video explanatory, in which our hero Luca Luciani reveals the secret.
"Do you know someone who is Able to speak five languages \u200b\u200bMore Than? The answer
is usually not, but one day: "Yes, I know someone who Could Speak More Than five languages." The teacher astonished: "Who?"
"Google"
"I'm sorry, wrong number". Looks stunned, speechless teacher, class cut. It 'just my pops.
Since the method relies on a very large number of times to repeat the same questions and same answers, like good Italians who are ill-adapted to package pre-compiled a list of responses that we have in these two weeks of lesson:
"Who is the greatest man in history? "
"The greatest man in history is" a moment of silence "Napoletone. Not even other Italians have understood the joke, or rather assume that they thought that we are ignorant of the greats. And if you do not even understand it, there is a link to this video explanatory, in which our hero Luca Luciani reveals the secret.
"Do you know someone who is Able to speak five languages \u200b\u200bMore Than? The answer
is usually not, but one day: "Yes, I know someone who Could Speak More Than five languages." The teacher astonished: "Who?"
"Google"
Contact with other languages, with people of other nationalities and especially with people of same nationality as we understand one simple thing: We are the Italians
among Italians.
among Italians.
