I study Swedish five hours a day. A social program for foreigners with higher education. Funded by the city. My classmates are Iranians, Afghans, Indians, Africans, and Eastern Europeans—lawyers, economists, epidemiologists. Everyone is nice, everyone is studious.
I’m not a language guy, but I put in the hours.
I struggle with why there is such a close similarity between the words släkt (extended family) and slakt (slaughter). And I wonder what it m
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