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I'd put this in the dejection section, but it's not writing related so I figured it doesn't really count. Here's the thing: apparently my Japanese sucks.
I've been studying for seven years, been living in Japan for three and a half, and when I say studying I'm not talking about the occasionally pick up a book kind of studying. I'm talking about until the last couple of months (when I prioritized my novel editing over studying), I studied for a minimum of an hour or two a day. I studied vocab lists, worked through grammar books, made flashcards. I read novels, have taken courses when available, etc. Heck, I've even got kanji games on my DS! All because I got it in my head a few years back that I'd like to translate novels.
So this handy-dandy course comes around this year, a translation and interpretation course. Now, I should mention that while I think I can read pretty well, my speaking and listening is really weak by comparison. I am an incredibly visual person, and I have an incredibly difficult time focusing and learning when it comes to speaking and listening. While I can have conversations, my speaking is very casual and based on conversations I have and how people talk to me--not what I learn in books. I decided to take the course hoping that I'd learn about translation and maybe even get some kind of qualification that could help me get into the business (no idea how that even works, btw).
Well, the books proved to be really useless early on. The practice they offer is accomplished just as easily by reading a newspaper, the grammar points made are all very basic compared to the level we're supposed to be at, and there is no practice of the grammar points, etc. that they make. It's just not a very well constructed book, and the texts I was using to study independently were a lot better.
So that's the background, I suppose. Anyway, this week I had to travel (and miss going on my school trip for the first and only time) to a big week-long seminar out of town. I thought okay, maybe this seminar will have the things I want to learn about.
Boy was I wrong. First off, there was not a single thing about translation whatsoever. The entire seminar was interpretation. All of it. So that's a bit frustrating, but the soul crushing part is this: have I mentioned how much I suck at speaking and listening?
And apparently I suck a lot more than I thought I did. I was by far the worst in the class. The teacher even got to me and would say things like, "Oh, let's give you an easy one." There were entire segments I just didn't understand at all despite putting every ounce of effort I could into it. It was all business and super polite Japanese that I don't speak at all. Even the non-native English speakers were outdoing me! And the guy who'd been studying for a whole two years.
It was depressing. No, more than depressing. Embarrassing, discouraging as hell, and I spent every evening wanting to go back to my room and just cry because I hate sucking that much. I'm used to being the best in the class, not the worst. And do you know how it feels to have something staring me in the face saying, "All that work you've done over the past seven years was completely worthless." I dreaded going to the classes. I hated having to say in front of everyone, "I don't know because I didn't understand anything you just said." I hated being the only person who couldn't do it.
I've always depended on my reading skills to pull me up, and even my listening isn't that bad. I understood almost everything the teacher said, but it was the tapes we had to actually translate I couldn't do at all. My brain just doesn't work that way. I can't just switch back and forth in my head. I have a really hard time understanding words that I would know perfectly well if I saw it written and could see the kanji.
Ugh, it just was awful. The whole week was awful. And now I feel like I'm just not good enough, and I never, ever, ever want to do anything like that again. I'm not even sure if even my reading is good enough anymore. I thought I was good. I really did. I thought being able to pick up a novel and actually understood it meant something. But after seeing everyone else there this week, and seeing how amazingly better than me every single one of them is, what chance would I ever have? I wouldn't give me work, either.
I really, really hate sucking.
I've been studying for seven years, been living in Japan for three and a half, and when I say studying I'm not talking about the occasionally pick up a book kind of studying. I'm talking about until the last couple of months (when I prioritized my novel editing over studying), I studied for a minimum of an hour or two a day. I studied vocab lists, worked through grammar books, made flashcards. I read novels, have taken courses when available, etc. Heck, I've even got kanji games on my DS! All because I got it in my head a few years back that I'd like to translate novels.
So this handy-dandy course comes around this year, a translation and interpretation course. Now, I should mention that while I think I can read pretty well, my speaking and listening is really weak by comparison. I am an incredibly visual person, and I have an incredibly difficult time focusing and learning when it comes to speaking and listening. While I can have conversations, my speaking is very casual and based on conversations I have and how people talk to me--not what I learn in books. I decided to take the course hoping that I'd learn about translation and maybe even get some kind of qualification that could help me get into the business (no idea how that even works, btw).
Well, the books proved to be really useless early on. The practice they offer is accomplished just as easily by reading a newspaper, the grammar points made are all very basic compared to the level we're supposed to be at, and there is no practice of the grammar points, etc. that they make. It's just not a very well constructed book, and the texts I was using to study independently were a lot better.
So that's the background, I suppose. Anyway, this week I had to travel (and miss going on my school trip for the first and only time) to a big week-long seminar out of town. I thought okay, maybe this seminar will have the things I want to learn about.
Boy was I wrong. First off, there was not a single thing about translation whatsoever. The entire seminar was interpretation. All of it. So that's a bit frustrating, but the soul crushing part is this: have I mentioned how much I suck at speaking and listening?
And apparently I suck a lot more than I thought I did. I was by far the worst in the class. The teacher even got to me and would say things like, "Oh, let's give you an easy one." There were entire segments I just didn't understand at all despite putting every ounce of effort I could into it. It was all business and super polite Japanese that I don't speak at all. Even the non-native English speakers were outdoing me! And the guy who'd been studying for a whole two years.
It was depressing. No, more than depressing. Embarrassing, discouraging as hell, and I spent every evening wanting to go back to my room and just cry because I hate sucking that much. I'm used to being the best in the class, not the worst. And do you know how it feels to have something staring me in the face saying, "All that work you've done over the past seven years was completely worthless." I dreaded going to the classes. I hated having to say in front of everyone, "I don't know because I didn't understand anything you just said." I hated being the only person who couldn't do it.
I've always depended on my reading skills to pull me up, and even my listening isn't that bad. I understood almost everything the teacher said, but it was the tapes we had to actually translate I couldn't do at all. My brain just doesn't work that way. I can't just switch back and forth in my head. I have a really hard time understanding words that I would know perfectly well if I saw it written and could see the kanji.
Ugh, it just was awful. The whole week was awful. And now I feel like I'm just not good enough, and I never, ever, ever want to do anything like that again. I'm not even sure if even my reading is good enough anymore. I thought I was good. I really did. I thought being able to pick up a novel and actually understood it meant something. But after seeing everyone else there this week, and seeing how amazingly better than me every single one of them is, what chance would I ever have? I wouldn't give me work, either.
I really, really hate sucking.