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funny story: my parents spoke chinese to us all the time. they still do. in first grade, i didnt understand a friggen english word. the teacher thought i was "special" and called my mom in for a conference. teach, offered to put me in special ed! my mom told me, that i had better learn english fast. i did. i was so close to riding in the short yellow bus.
it doesnt bother me a damn bit if someone doesnt know or cant speak english. it is their shortcomings, not mine. i like the flavor it adds to life here in the bay area. i can go from neighborhood to neighborhood and hear different lanquages spoken and eat all types of food. love it. i know lots of people that massacre the english lanquage with borderline skills, and they own million dollar homes. my friends mom, cant speak a lick of english, and she owns two homes! speaking the lanquage or not, doesnt mean you are lazy. not in all cases.
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