Language, in its simplest form, is music. Before you speak it and understand it, you hear its melody and can decide if the sounds are pleasant or not. The French may be a handful to deal with (and several have pretended that they did not understand me if I have very slightly mispronounced French words), but the language has a beauty to it.
I like the sound of a lot of Arabic too. I know this may be a minority opinion, but I appreciate the way it flows. Conversely, I don’t particularly resonate with the rhythm of German, Hebrew, or Portuguese. Please understand (if those are your mother tongues) that I am speaking, writing not of the people, but of the language. I am simply a linguist observing and listening to sounds and deciding whether I superficially like the music.
I am studying Japanese and find it pleasing. None of the vocalizations are too difficult. Rosetta Stone is excellent at “hearing” what you say and rating your pronunciation.
Call me a language nerd, but I like going on YouTube and finding clips of television shows in foreign tongues and listening to them.
A Vietnamese video called Hài kiều Oanh- Lừa Gạt (Kieu Oanh Comedy-fool) convinces me that I do not want to learn Vietnamese. It is too cat-like for my tastes. Yes, this is superficial, but trust me, learning a language is like getting a tattoo. You had better like that grim reaper on your forearm a lot. It’ll be with you the rest of your life.
And as far as Kieu Oanh’s video, I apologize for the creepy gender-insanity that occurs at the 2:30 minute mark. Big-time kudos to you if you made it that far. Even though I am not a Vietnam vet, I had flashbacks to the war I never served in just watching that video.
Hey GI, me love you…