many languages, many ways to “speak”

Today’s prompt: What language do you wish you could speak?

In the eleventh grade, we had a French foreign exchange student come to our school and he created a lot of excitement. We had never had a foreign exchange student before, so everyone was anxious to meet him.

He was in a couple of classes with me and I got a crush on him—and, fortunately for me, he sat next to me in our classes so it seemed natural to talk with each other. When he had a question, he would lean over and ask me to explain more about the meaning of some word the teacher had used—that French accent was so thrilling in the tones whispered in my teen ear. We did become friends pretty quickly and good friends before long. We ate lunch together and spent a lot of time working on improving his understanding of the confusing “American” English language. I decided then and there that I needed to learn to speak French so I could follow him home . . .

Of course, I never did learn French and I did not follow him home, but I have always thought I should learn to speak French in memory of a very special friend from, oh, so many decades ago! Latin is really the only language I studied other than English and, of course, I do not speak Latin.

BUT, language is just a means of communication,
and there are many ways to “speak”—
I do feel that I speak and understand pretty well in “cat’ and
usually do okay in “dog” and maybe a little in “bird.”

A language I have wished I could understand is “squirrel.” They always seem to be chattering about so much that I figure they are either sharing some really “juicy” gossip or giving out information on the best eating places—could be very interesting to hear what they have to “say.”

Bottom line for me: I need to listen better so I can “speak” better with those I come in contact with – because speaking is not just about being heard, it is about being understood . . .
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About Jeanne

a work in progress . . . God's grace has brought me through many traumas of varying intensities and I am alive today (both physically & spiritually) because of Him and His work: "For I am confident of this very thing, that He who began a good work in you will perfect it until the day of Christ Jesus"-Philippians 1:6. My childhood was spent living in many places in the United States due to my family's music or ministry—The Hicks Family, made up of Olan & Barbara Hicks, my younger brothers, Clint & Chuck & me, sang in different combos (put out an album), does so no longer professionally . . . but, visit a family gathering in Searcy & you're bound to hear some foot-tapping sounds (or catch my dad & mom on the road)! I believe that every moment of each life path (the good & what I perceive as the bad) God works together for my good as His child whether I understand it or not. MUSIC and MINISTRY are still primary aspects of the path God has me walking—so exciting! Words that have encouraged me since 1980: ". . . giving them a garland instead of ashes,The oil of gladness instead of mourning,The mantle of praise instead of a spirit of fainting So they will be called oaks of righteousness,The planting of the LORD, that He may be glorified." Isaiah 61:3
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1 Response to many languages, many ways to “speak”

  1. This is really good. I’ve always believed that we convey more through body language and facial expressions then through language. Body language comes from the subconscious and can’t lie.
    I loved reading about your friendship with the French boy. What happened to him? Did he die?
    You brought up something that I feel needed to be addressed. You mentioned that you wanted to learn French – at least at that time – but you said that Latin was the a language you’ve studied, even though you don’t speak Latin.
    If you spoke or even just studied one of the Latin languages, such as Spanish, Italian, Portuguese, Romania and FRENCH, this means you’d really have no problem learning the other Latin based languages because they’re all in the same family.
    I’m Italian and taught myself Spanish when I was in my 40s. It was relatively easy for me. Don’t give up on your French! Oooh la la!

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