Thread:Tapasz/@comment-30339728-20161125205223/@comment-30339728-20161127131748

I learned to speak Dutch when I was 5. We were on a 16 week vacation visiting family. This was 1964 and very few family members spoke any English at all. I was kind of immersed in the language and had little choice. My mother told me a funny story about the first thing I ever said in Dutch. There were some mischievous boys who lived next to my oma and thought "let's have some fun with the little American girl". They taught me my first sentence which I proudly ran and told my oma that I could speak Dutch. I told my oma -an extremely old fashioned woman-

God verdomma! Ben he halamal belazzart?

My mother stayed completely calm and replied "that is beautiful Nederland daring. Never say that again."

I learned to speak more ladylike after that and actually forgot how to speak English for a while. I started kindergarten 5 weeks late because I could not speak English.

By the way, did you get the card games I sent? It was one of my favorite collections as I started playing this game.

I hope you have a wonderful day

Here's to friendship