Hello. How are you? Are you happy with your English? I don’t
know the answer to that question but I suspect that your English is better now
than it was in October. Is it true? If that is the case I suppose that you are
doing something right. Of course if you find these opening lines a little too
simple you have probably passed the B1 level, which is great.
Some people
believe that a learner’s command of a foreign language depends on his/her grammar
and vocabulary and there is some truth to that. However, I have seen talented
students get the upper-intermediate blues. This happens because the more you
progress the more you become aware of how much there is to know. In other
words, the initial false sense of security starts to fade away. In the B2 classes
it is usual for pupils to have the sneaky feeling that they might never get to the advanced level. The pressure
soon becomes utterly overwhelming. Do you know what I'm talking about?
Your self-esteem hits an all-time low and you begin to toy
with the idea of quitting. You draw the conclusion that it is pointless to do
any more fill-in-the-blanks exercises nor is it useful to audit an advanced course
because you know full well that one can’t make much headway just by being a fly
on the wall.
Furthermore you understand you are prone to expressing yourself in a much less
demanding register, which favors the views of those who seek to bolster the
contention that a glut of ill-advised C1 graduates on the market is lowering
the bar. And then it dawns on you: you’re far more versatile than you thought
you’d ever be. All those years of devoted learning are finally starting to pay off. In
a moment of clarity you realize what the key to your success is and,
consequently, decide not to hold yourself to unreasonable standards, like the perfectionist
who shies away from any open debate lest a blunder tarnish their already
frazzled self-image. So one day you choose to speak out.
Long gone is the crippling
sense of unease, the feeling of being perpetually stricken with self-doubt. You
vanquish your worst fears and manage to dazzle headhunters, examiners and
professors alike, all of whom feel the irrepressible urge to sing your praises.
It is then that your neurons in the pleasure centers of your brain fire off
like the fountains in front of the Bellagio. Your speaking skills are, once and
for all, off the charts. You’ve reached nerdvana.