I had to have 12 hrs of French to graduate. Through some miracle I passed 9 and only had to pass the last 3 the first half of my senior year. I took it with a friend who was much more language savvy than I. I did homework with him every night and essentially just wrote down the same thing he did. Not exactly copying, I tried to add what I could...who am I kidding? I copied all his work. He and I went to the prof to get our final grades. He made a B or something. Prof looks at me and says, "You made a C-. I hope you are not too disappointed." "Disappointed"? I say. "Ma'am (she was a cute female prof), I am ecstatic!" The part of my brain that learns language is dead. Same part of my brain that learns to read music. Dead. You guys speaking several languages amaze me. You might as well tell me to flap my arms and fly to Dallas as tell me to conjugate a verb...in any language. Well, maybe amo, amas, amat. Amare, amawe, amatus. Is that right?