I've always been fascinated with different cultures and their languages.
They're not the same even if they have similarities. Each language is beautiful in its own way whether its a soft sounding one or a harsh sounding. A language in its own sense symbolize what each culture and world means. Despite all the bad things one culture or race is associated with, I like to believe there is some good in there too. Just because one individual or a group did something terrible doesn't mean we must shun the rest of the culture and close off ourselves from actually looking at what it could provide us.
The reason why I bring this up is because I just took a crash course in not only Irish but Arabic as well (I came in halfway unfortunately) and I've once again fallen in love. As much as I love to learn and speak new languages, I've been deemed useless in speaking it and tend to excel in the reading and writing prospects. In other words I tend to suck at speaking them but I love learning about languages regardless.
I would have visit and sat in for the other various languages such as Chinese, Yiddish, Japanese, Russian, Welsh, Portuguese, etc etc but there simply wasn't enough time for me to attend all of them fully, besides some had already finished their run -- like Welsh.
Still I think if we all learned each other's language we could better understand one another.
And the world would be a better place.
Maybe, just maybe . . .
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