Linguistic major

Language is an interesting thing. It is how we communicate and share ideas, come to the same conclusions, and learn together. I thought I was only learning one foreign language this semester, but as it turns out I am enrolled in two: French and chemistry. Yet, as I have taken many chemistry classes in my years of schooling, I find that this is more familiar to me and easier to speak. I can speak in math and numbers, symbols and equations. Yet as I sit in my French class I often find myself wondering if he actually thinks there is any way I have begun to comprehend the conundrum of syllables he just uttered at me, or how in the world he thinks I will be able to answer the question appropriately. But then as I was discussion the previous nights chemistry homework with a classmate, in the presence of my friend who is not fluent in the language of chemistry, I saw the same look of dazed confusion that I often wear in my French (101 mind you) class painted across the face of my friend. It was then that it occurred to me that there are many foreign languages that encompass us everyday, and so many that we must become fluent in before we leave the university. In a sense, we are all linguistic majors. And once we have left, we have more dialects to tackle as there is always another language out there to learn, whether it is of the tradition definition, or as in the case of my second language chemistry, a much more nonconventional obstacle.