"Why the German?"
This is the question that I can do since I started university, and usually give the answer that begins to explain that in my school career I had only studied English, then still the choice of a second language meant Starting from zero, then at that point there were many languages \u200b\u200b"equivalent". Sure, I could choose a Romance language, would give less problems with the common origin of my mother tongue, but French seems a little 'snob (or maybe I am ...), only the French and English was (and is) inflated, more choice is a second language after English! Choose the German wanted to say, however, navigate the Anglo-Germanic languages \u200b\u200b(and hence a common heritage with English), choose a language requested by enough job ... Then
usually talk with my partner who points out that the German is a language of "hard" sounds militaristic, not malleable, almost unpleasant to hear ...
Here, on this I just do not agree! He certainly many consonant sounds (so to speak), but let's not forget that hundreds and hundreds of Lieder were written in this language. Schumann found a way to devote so beautiful words of love to his beloved Clara . And some years before Schubert had also used the poems of the poets of his land to make up some great lieder cycles.
German is the language of the Sturm und Drang, the pre-romantic period quell'appassionato which provided among other things, a lot of useful material distributors and chocolates for Valentine's Day cards. And 'the language of great philosophers, including me name even Kant and Hegel, is the language in which it is written in short, a formidable culture.
E 'the language of Nazism, of course, the language in which massive atrocities were said by men over men, in which ideas have been manipulated for the purpose of causing pain. And it is a language that is aware of his history of this story, in which certain terms are no longer neutral, but should be avoided because they attract too shameful sins.
E 'a language that made me sweat, repent, sweat, cry, laugh, embarrass, and that continues to fascinate me. Every now and say that if I went back I would make a different choice, perhaps it is really so, but now I know that I would lose something, for better or for worse ...
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