I studied Latin many eons ago when I was in high school–four long years of Latin and I did quite well in it. We had to enter a national contest every year, too, and we always did reasonably well in our scores. Sister Cecilia was our Latin teacher and she was filled with energy for the latin language and even let us reenact the murder of Julius Caesar in our sophomore year since we were studying Julius Caesar in English class. Except our Latin version used pistols.
Why, you may ask, am I bringing up Latin at this point in my life? There is a reason. I have bee reading the many volumes of the Marcus Didius Falco mystery series by Lindsey Davis that are set in first century Rome and I decided to reacquaint myself with the Latin language. So I have bee studying Latin in my spare time (which is not much but I squeeze it in when I can). It’s surprising how much has come back to me. The noun cases are old friends. The vocabulary itself is actually easy since so much of our language and the romance languages stem from Latin. The verbs tenses are the most difficult; the four principal parts are the hardest. But I’m making the best of it. I am actually enjoying it and it fits in nicely with my reading. I had forgotten that we have anglicized Latin and the true pronunciation was really quite different from what we use today.
So I’m studying a dead language. But I’m having fun with it. I had forgotten that adjectives have to match up with their nouns. That seems to have slipped my mind. I get a Latin word a day and it is used in a sentence. I have great fun trying to figure out the translation and then listening to the word and the sentence spoken by a fluent speaker. I could be doing something worse.