Showing posts with label Pimsleur. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pimsleur. Show all posts

Friday, April 6, 2012

Life After Pimsleur

The ninetieth, and last, Pimsleur lesson started a lot like the first. My journey was the same at least. I walked out my gate, sweated up regent street to the crest of a hill, where it intersected with Cleveland, and then down its gentle undulation to Central station. By the time I rounded the corner into Kensington street, past the labourers directing traffic to and from the demolition site of the old Coopers brewery, I realised that there would be no kickline, no song where all the characters from the little Pimsleur narratives would assemble together, to sing me off into the Russian speaking world. 

In fact the Russian speaking world was far from open to me - having completed 90x30 minute lessons (45 hours) I was far from fluent - something that had seemed a certainty to have been achieved by this stage, when I had begun. In fact, instead of entire areas of conversation (like ordering at a restaurant for example), fully realised like completed panels of a stained glass window, I had only the barest outline - the ironwork that held the glass in place. I knew that I had made considerable progress, especially in comparison to my class mates at the continuing education course at Sydney Uni. This was because I was studying every day, and they weren't. The issue was that the progress in language was so difficult to quantify, if I thought about all I had learned it seemed considerable - but then I'd get caught in a translation from English to Russian and realise I didn't know the words for happy or sad. 

Regardless, having completed Pimsleur course, my relief and satisfaction turned to anxiety when I thought of my hardwon Russian vocabulary slowly eroding, no longer anchored to anything. The way I had learnt the language so far seemed perfect - Pimsleur kept the sounds in high rotation in my mind - a daily reignition of the spark that was now fading. I always returned to the main shortfall of Pimsleur which was that it did not explicitly teach you the rules of Russian grammar. While this might sound like a Steiner school - descriptive mode of teaching the reality is in a language like Russian the rules must be taught, children told to sit down, shut up and listen. Complementing Pimsleur was my CCE course, taught by, Katia, a middle-aged Russian woman with infinite patience and humour, who actually made the 2.5 hour grammar attack on Monday evenings, after work, palatable and perhaps even enjoyable. I learnt a great deal from these classes and, as a result, on Tuesday mornings the Pimsleur lesson was always much easier than the day before.

The problem was that these CCE courses, after my third term, were coming to an end too. I was now cast out into the world with more knowledge than a beginner but less than an intermediate. I tried several audio courses - including conversational Russian and Russian slang - to try and give me more legitimacy on the street when I'm asking "Which way to the post office, please?" All seemed far too difficult, dispensing great slabs of Slavic conversation, too quick and dense for me to decode, or little skerricks too fleeting to stick. It seemed I was not alone in my situation - scouring forums there seemed to be a bunch of people that needed a bridging course from Pimsleur III to intermediate. My hopes were briefly rallied with RussianPod101, "The fastest, easiest and most fun way to learn Russian". I became a member the instant I saw that they had Absolute Beginner, Beginner and Lower Intermediate courses - perhaps this was the bridge I was looking for. At least it was cheap - I paid $8 for one month and was able to download all the audio lessons in one go from their iTunes feed. The problem was the quality of the lessons - most go for about 10 minutes and although they are quite rigorous in the grammar (explaining the rules), the Russian content only constituted about 1-2 minutes of the lesson - the remainder was taken up with a lot of naff flirting between the male and female hosts and constant advertising of "premium products" within the lessons themselves. Some of it was funny:
"This tool is the perfect complement to the line by learn audio. Anna, have you seen this tool?"
"Eric don't make me blush"
A lot of it is pretty cringeworthy. 

Furthermore they say words then never return to them - so unless you listen to the same lesson again and again (making the flirting and smalltalk particularly nauseating) then you'll forget everything you learnt thereby wasting your time. I cancelled my membership after a single month.

My latest discovery is http://www.audialearn.com/. In the course outline it explicitly says it is "Suitable for students that may have completed Pimsleur III". I will begin this course on Monday and will see how it goes. I'm a little aware of the stilted delivery which could get annoying after a while. More news on this to follow.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Pimsleur Russian

I walk to work down what must be one of the ugliest streets in Sydney (Regent St). If I'm not enjoying any of the sights down this concrete smog filled corridor I may as well learn something while I do it. It was this line of reasoning that had got me onto Pimsleur. It was recommended to me by a friend of mine - on the basis that it was made in the 70s, was invented by a linguist that studied the way which people learn a language and it's what the FBI and CIA use - both of which must have a profound understanding of other languages and cultures (sic). I am now about two thirds of the way through which means that I have done about 30 hours. There are ninety lessons split up in to three parts of 30. I religiously do one half hour lesson on my way to work each day - this way I'm insulated from the junkies asking me for money and, if you prescribe to the school that turns up the car radio when they fart, from the smells of that terrible street too.


The Good
My generation was brought up in front of commercial TV. Our food was loaded with chemicals and I'm pretty sure the rooms we grew up in still had lead in the paint. This means our attention spans suck. Not a good asset when trying to learn a language - especially when you're relying solely on your non-primary sense, hearing.
Pimsleur do a pretty great job of getting different words through without me tuning out. Their technique is basic: teach you a word in a context, repeat, change the context of the word, get you to translate the word in a sentence, then translate the same word in a different context. Pretty soon you have at your disposal a bunch of words which you will continue to use as you learn new ones - keeping them fresh.
Early on this is great for making the content stick in your head. By the second part the gaps in audio, when you are expected to translate something into English have reduced in length, so you really need to know it straight away otherwise they start giving you the answer before you've finished. I found I had to repeat some of the lessons or even some blocks of lessons until I really remembered the content.
You begin by learning the really important stuff right off the bat. "I don't understand" "I don't speak Russian" "Do you speak English?" "Can you repeat that?". Later there is content about travelling, asking directions and buying things - which is all invaluable.
They somehow managed to stopped me from getting bored which is a small miracle but it's difficult to know how much of that was due to me being able to repeat whatever Russian I was hearing in a menacing voice to be overheard by a "norm" at the lights.

The Bad
A lot of the content of the course seems to be geared towards the jetsetting businessman who is also a closet alcoholic (we learn "wine" and "beer" almost before anything). The bulk of the beginning of the course is all about eating and drinking and inviting people to places. It seems pretty formal - it wasn't until about twenty lessons I found out that there was an informal way of addressing people.
They gloss over a lot of the grammar, or rely on you to learn it implicitly - that is don't explain the rules to you directly, instead expect you to work them out from the context of numerous sentences or pieces of dialogue.

The Weird
There are some awesome conversations like lines taken from French New Wave cinema as well as some poor desperado who just doesn't get that a girl is not really interested in going out with him.

Man: Would you like to get something to eat at 3?
Lady: No
Man: At 4?
Lady: No
Man: At 5?
Lady: No
Man: At 6?
Lady: No
Man: At 7?
...
Man: At 12?
Lady: No
Man: Would you like to get something to drink at 3?
Lady: No
Man: At 4?
Lady: No
Man: At 5?
Lady: No
Man: At 6?
Lady: No
Man: At 7?
...
Man: At 12?
Lady: No, you don't understand.
Man: I don't understand?
Lady: You don't understand Russian.

Nice one Casanova.

The gender roles are pretty old school. I remember one lesson a wife is asking her husband for money so she can go out and buy a pretty hat.

All lessons are taught to you by three voices - one male, one female and the narrator is a male voice too. For the first forty or so lessons, these three voices are polished as if from people who take out the silver spoon from their mouths only to help themselves to more luxury pie. Out of nowhere at the fortieth lesson the non-narrator male voice gets the boot and is replaced by a gravelly harsh voice. It sounds like someone that sleeps under a bridge and smokes Pall Malls but is a welcome change in pace.

Conclusion
It's a pretty massive call to be able to teach a language in 45 hours face-to-face let alone over tape. All in all I'm pretty happy with how it's gone but it's definitely not enough on it's own to learn a language. I still haven't got to the end but I have a sneaking suspicion I will not be able to understand the news in Russian by then. I am not sure how to bridge this gap.