In my home growing up, two languages were spoken. Our grandparents came from Poland in the early 20th century. Our father spoke fluent Polish, our mother could speak Polish and (not as well as our dad) she understood it. We, my brothers, sisters and I never learned the language. It has always gnawed at me. [...]
-
Follow
Following
Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
iamlifelonglearner 
You must be logged in to post a comment.