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by Sumojo
Rated: 13+ · Book · Personal · #2186156
The simplicity of my day to day.
This is where I write my thoughts, feelings and my daily trials, tribulations and happy things
March 9, 2020 at 10:57pm
March 9, 2020 at 10:57pm
#977642
Unfortunately I speak only English and count myself very lucky that it’s my first language. The reason being people from English speaking countries expect people from other countries to speak it.
I’ve tried at different times in my life to learn French. It would have been useful when living in England to be able to converse with our neighbours across the Channel. However now Asian languages would be beneficial as Australia is close to Indonesia and we also have many Chinese tourists. Of course that was before the Coronavirus outbreak.
Learning a new language becomes more difficult the older one gets. I love listening to children speak from a multi cultural household. They begin with a mix of the languages they are exposed to seemingly having no difficulty sorting out the complexities.
Sometimes people are speaking my native English and yet I can’t understand them! Does anyone else have that trouble?
March 9, 2020 at 1:09am
March 9, 2020 at 1:09am
#977576
My earliest clear memories are from around the ages of four. At that age even life itself is exciting.
Christmas of course has to be one of those times when time seemed to stand still. It always seemed so far away. Going down stairs before anyone else was awake just to check that Santa had actually been, then racing back up to waken my brothers. That was so exciting.
Another time was when my Grandfather came to take us to see ‘The Greatest Show on Earth’
I just couldn’t imagine such a thing! What could it possibly be? My imagination ran riot but was sure it had to be something beyond imagination.
I was destined to be disappointed when I found out it was a just a movie of that title.
It obviously was a great movie starring Charlton Heston and James Stewart directed by Cecil B DeMille but I couldn’t help but be disappointed.
Of course there have been many times since when I’ve felt excited but there’s nothing that can match that childlike bursting with excitement feeling.


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