I am bilingual. I speak Tagalog which is pretty close to Spanish. Guess that's why I passed Spanish in highschool with flying colors. I came from this country not knowing how to speak English. I was adopted by my biological fathers first cousin and her American husband. When I came to this country, my adopted dad said that I am not to speak to him unless I only spoke in English :tsk: . It was tough asking him anything in english. I learned and it took me a while, but I did it with the help of teachers at my school and him. The only person I spoke tagalog to is my adopted mom. She said never to forget where you came from. I lost my accent after a year of learning English but I never forget my language. I speak to my step mom who was married to my biological father in tagalog. My half sister forgot how to speak our language but understands what I am saying.
My adopted parents had past away so I lived with a family for 4 years that spoke handuran. They were my adopted dad's family who were my cousins. My cousin who I called mom is American and married her husband who spoke very very little english. She supervices a factory where not a lot of them understood English so she had to learn to speak their language. She gets paid very well for being bilingual. When ever I am with my mom and there are people who are speaking spanish in front of us, she would tell me if something was being said that would offend her in anyway. But she usually just laughs. There was one incident where we went to a chinese restaurant for take out and there were these two hispanic males talking. She told me to wait in the car instead of waiting with her. She came out with our food 5 minutes later. I asked her why she had sent me to the car. She said, "I may not look like I speak their language, but I can understand them. When they talk about two people of different skin color being together, it bugs the crap out of me. I went up to them and told them in spanish that you are my daughter and to respect all that appears in front of their eyes no matter what color or race they are. Even if they don't look like they speak their language, they might be surprised."
I senseed racism because they looked at us like "Why are we together?" "Why are we not with our own kind?" But I know that not everyone is like them.
I also believe it's the not being able to understand if someone is talking about them or not. I don't really mind if they are talking in their language. It's really interesting. Makes me want to get out my CD of different languages and start learning.
I get all giddy when I hear people speak my language :dan: . It's very hard finding people that speak tagalog around here. cardero tries to speak a few of my language but gets it all twisted and he just ends up making me laugh because he tries and I know he means well. I think that if you want to learn another language, go for it. Some jobs pay more for knowing another language. If they want to learn english to get better jobs, they will.
If they want to just speak their language and talk about you, how do you know they are talking about you? You can't understand them...or can you? Just like the saying. Sticks and stones may break your bones but words will never hurt you.
Can you tell me that we don't talk about them? We are talking about them now.
In English by the way