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This was in 1967, when I was a student in the Goethe Institut in Murnau, Bavaria. I don't think I ever knew Mr. Mukerji's first name (and probably couldn't have pronounced it if I had). I was one of a class which consisted of me as the only American, a Polish lady, a French lady, a Swede, a Belgian and a Norwegian. German was the only language used in the classes. I spent twelve weeks there and came away with an improved knowledge of spoken German and a bride (one of the instructors). |