Encouraging
I just learned that despite her wonderfully-Italian name, Stefani Germanotta can’t speak a word of Italian. Her Italian is so weak that I'm pretty sure I would've comported myself better in that situation.
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Backdagbrown@lart.ca
It's good to be an immigrant.
It’s good to be an immigrant. Or emigrant, I guess. My friend Jeff swears he will never go to Hong Kong because despite being half-Chinese he can’t speak a word of Cantonese, and he’s afraid people will expect him to. I suppose he could let on that he’s Japanese or something, but I don’t think it would work.
Then again us European-Canadians manage to go to other bits of Europe without speaking the language. You just have to mangle the local greeting and people get the message right away, don’t they?