The ultimate challenge

I was always the kind of good student at school. Always a great average, never had to re-take a test and the best marks I got in:

• Finnish (because I was a splendid writer)
• English (because of Cartoon Network and sister's Scottish ex-boyfriend),
• Swedish (because it is so dang easy)
• German (because I have relatives in Switzerland)
• Spanish (because I have relatives in Spain).

Later on I learnt Greek (because I lived in the country) but French I gave up in college. I figured champagne and Chanel is all the French I'll ever need to know in life. But you could say I'm somewhat of a whiz at languages.

So now later, later on life, I signed up for the ultimate challenge in languages. I'm starting a beginner's course in Hebrew next month. Yes, I decided to grab the bull by its horns, no reason to sit at home and whine about it. Usually in languages, there is something you know how to say. You just catch up on phrases, learn them from people and so forth. In Hebrew, I only knew amen and hallelujah. Not much of a conversation piece there. I have a feeling this is gonna be a picnic...

It wasn't too easy to find a Hebrew course, by the way. The University of Helsinki teaches a course in Biblical Hebrew, but I'm sure that wouldn't help me understand what my boyfriend is talking on the phone when his decibels soar off the charts. Chances of finding a Hebrew language course in other places than Helsinki in Finland are slim to none, so I was blessed to find Kalliola Settlement next to my office (what are the chances!?) giving adult education also in this language.

So, Heb-heb-hoorew! Wish me luck and someone buy me bag of patience. I'm gonna need it.

No clue what the cover says. Am I purchasing the right book?