Now that I’m in Tbilisi a little longer, I may as well learn some more about the country that won’t let me leave. (see yesterday’s Vit V)
The book I’m reading these days is, Life In Soviet Georgia.
It’s a really interesting read.
The Official News
One story made me think of my students.
In the early 1990s, a Georgian school boy got the opportunity to live with an American family and attend an American school.
One evening, he asked what station the news was on.
The father told him he could find the news on channel 4, channel 7 and channel 9. .
The boy looked confused.
He wanted to watch “the news.”
How could people know what to believe if there was more than one news?
Grammar Is A Dictator
Sometimes I feel that way with my enemy, the grammar book.
The grammar book is the dictator.
He looks like your favorite uncle, but he’ll knock on your door at three in the morning and take you to Siberia if you make a mistake.
I say, try this method, try that method.
Use what works for you.
And if you decide the grammar book is your cup of tea, perhaps you would also enjoy a holiday in North Korea…