This is a good book available at Waterstones: Norwegian Verbs & Essential Grammar by Louis Janus.
Gotta remember that language is a bit like a time bomb… You wait and wait and wait and not much happens then all of a sudden BANG!! Something just clicks in your brain… Once you’ve mastered the basics it’s almost a case of teaching yourself in the same way that you learned to speak English as a child, you just pick up more and more.
The hardest thing in Scandinavia is to push yourself to speak the local language as the majority of the locals speak good English. I felt much more comfortable speaking to the older generation over 60 who weren’t so proficient in English, it made me really dig down deep and find a way of explaining things without being embarrased by their level of English.
The same thing happened to me in Indonesia, after living in Malaysia for 3 years or so I only knew a few basic expressions and how to count etc. but after arriving in Indonesia I discovered the language is virtually the same but outside of the big cities not many people speak English at all. Within a few months I could speak Indonesian because I had no other other choice and a lot of it was already subconsciously in my head from Malaysia.
Kinda strange because I hated languages at school. When I was about 11 I ran away and hid in a farmer’s field during a French lesson because I was as thick as ■■■■ and all the other kids were taking the ■■■■ out of me. I had the last laugh though because I had to do extra French homework and within a year I ■■■■■■ all over them at exam time.
The point I’m trying to make is it takes time, so don’t give up. Just jot the odd random word down on a notepad here and there. Put the foreign word in Red ink and the English equivalent next to it in Blue. For some reason that works for me but everyone is different. In my opinion reading and writing are more important than speaking to begin with as it teaches you the basic mechanics of the language. Good Luck.
I really hope to get another diary up soon but it might not be from Norway. After the boss in Trondheim turned out to be a real Jekyl & Hyde and totally screwed me over when it came time to square up I went hunting for other jobs but the timing was all wrong as a lot of Norwegian companies are having Summer holidays and I haven’t heard anything back yet.
I have been offered 2 jobs doing hiab work and machinery installations/wide loads etc. in Copenhagen and as the language isn’t a million miles away from Norwegian I’m certainly considering it. I’m supposed to get paid my “balance” from Sir. Olav Shaft-a-lot in Trondheim tomorrow as the dirty git holds your money for nearly 3 weeks before paying out. However, I’m not holding my breath after some of the stunts he’s tried to pull on me and some of his other drivers.
Such a shame because it was actually a really nice company to work for, probably the best job I’ve ever had until it came time to be paid and then things went South, FAST!
So it’s looking like a Danish pastry, the little mermaid, a Carlsberg or 10 and a big Scania might be featuring in my next diary but time will tell.