My middle kid (the one who made my hair turn gray) hated languages in high school He started out in Spanish, but then switched to Latin because he thought it would be easier. He barely got through.
Flash forward a few years (after two and a half gap years, ha), and he decided to study at the American University of Beirut, so he could volunteer in the Syrian refugee camp. During his 3 1/2 years there, he became proficient in Arabic and even took graduate level classes in it.
Then he and his Syrian girlfriend moved to France, and he learned French. He taught English to middle school students there.
Their next stop was Warsaw, Poland, where they’ve lived a couple of years. Now he’s learning Polish! I really think God has a sense of humor…