Tuesday, March 07, 2006
I wrote for weight training class a paper, the requirements of which my instructor most broadly defined as "anything related to health, diet, sports, or weight training". I interpreted this literally, with my subject being "die Körperkultur nach Deutschland". I wrote the entire first paragraph auf Deutsch, which I hope and sharply suspect ought to thoroughly confuse the nice young man who is my gym instructor. Then I rambled a bit about sport and fitness clubs in Deutschland contra Amerika until I had filled the void of a page and-a-half.
After classes this afternoon I ellipticized, then took an hour-long nap between five and six, after which I rode the bicycle (Fahrradapparat?) next to Javier, who was at the time occupied by some old guy. I believe I am at the moment pert enough to finish reading Kafka's "Investigations of a Dog" before sleepy time comes.
Reading Kafka in translation is further interesting when I construct in my mind the sentences as they might appear auf Deutsch. The professor of the English fiction class I took a year ago assigned a few Kafka short stories as readings, and he read extensively Kafka's works auf Kafka-Deutsch. This professor was quite a character, and if sometime I finally get around to checking out the works in their original form, I might visit this professor again for his insight (ostensibly).
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 9:07 PM]