There are some things I feel that, as a foreigner, I will never quite understand about Finland and the Finns.
One of those is the Finnish Christmas spirit.
Finnophile writing about Finland, Finnish and the Finns, despite being fairly unqualified to do so
There are some things I feel that, as a foreigner, I will never quite understand about Finland and the Finns.
One of those is the Finnish Christmas spirit.
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Let's face it, if learning Finnish was graded like judo, I would still be a white belt. This despite years of training with an excellent sensei.
However, there are some areas of the language where I think I might be awarded a yellow or even green belt. One of these is case declensions, or the fine Art of wrestling nouns into admitting what they've been up to. Yet, despite my amazing skills, I can still be surprised by the ability of Finnish nouns to fight back.
This week, the winter returned with a vengeance in the UK. Temperatures have plummeted, and the weather forecasters are getting ready to roll out the hyperbolical meteorological clichés (Arctic conditions, Siberian winds, etc.). It was actually +2C/36F in Southern England today, but then what do Brits know about cold, huh?
Anyhow, for some unknown reason, I was reminded today of an anecdote involving my early fumblings with the Finnish language.