My new Hebrew class that I began two weeks ago is a far-cry from the previous one in terms of content, but also, I must admit, in terms of the amount of effort I am putting into it.
One amazing thing about my class at Milah downtown is that you can hardly hope to have an English conversation with the other students, as there are only three Americans. The rest: a Venezuelan, two Brazilians, an Italian, two South Koreans, an Egyptian, a Hollander a Ukrainian and a Belorussian.