The Garden of Forking Languages: English Epilogue

When I was still attending my high school in Italy, I read the book Dubliners, by James Joyce. I found … More

The Garden of Forking Languages: Goodbye Sepúlveda

A month ago, as I was watching television, the tragic death of Luis Sepúlveda from Covid-19 was announced. I was … More

My very first interaction with Russian culture and literature dates back to when I was thirteen years old and decided to … More

“Do you like this coffee? I’m glad. Once you have finished it, turn the cup upside down on the plate: … More

It’s the beginning of January and, like every year, I’m spending the Christmas holidays at home with my family in … More

When thinking about any language I have studied, I find it crucial to remember when and how I made the … More

It is the summer after my second year of university, and I have gone back to my hometown in … More

I’ve heard so many variations of this sentence that it surprises me when someone says they like learning languages. Nevertheless, … More

One quiet morning in the coffee shop where I work, I found myself talking to a regular customer. After telling … More

Last Saturday morning I was sat on the back row of a tiny, Edinburgh-bound plane. On the other side of … More