When I was very little I had a great grandpa who would constantly try to teach me how to speak Hebrew. But my great grandma on the other side of the family was already teaching me Italian and I liked that language better because I thought it was prettier. So I ignored my grandpa's Hebrew lessons. Anyway, he died and I never got to learn Hebrew. I regret not paying attention to him now. I spoke nearly fluent Italian at the age of four, though. A few years later, my grandma died and I had nobody to speak Italian to anymore. So I completely forgot everything. Now I am a one-language-lady. The End.
I never had any family offer to teach me a language but I wish I had asked my buchia to speak more Polish around me before she died. I mean, like directly before she died it was all she could speak because of a stroke and it was great because I was the last person to whom she responded because I spoke what little Polish I knew but, I don't know. We didn't get along when I was younger because she hated little girls. That kind of sucked.
I will speak to you in Hebrew in hopes of you picking it up.
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You don't need Chris.
Really.
We will discuss this more when you come over Saturday.
And possibly before, via text or phone call.
Consider yourself served.
And also warned.
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Anyway, he died and I never got to learn Hebrew. I regret not paying attention to him now. I spoke nearly fluent Italian at the age of four, though.
A few years later, my grandma died and I had nobody to speak Italian to anymore.
So I completely forgot everything.
Now I am a one-language-lady.
The End.
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I will speak to you in Hebrew in hopes of you picking it up.
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