Thursday, October 3, 2013


     I just love listening to languages being spoken well.  The way the sounds roll and bounce, almost caressing you.  It's so pleasing; I don't care what the topic is. You could read an auto repair manual to me in Arabic, and I'd have to fan myself.
     The city is so full of amazing sounds.  This morning two of my coworkers were helping customers with rapid fire Spanish, another was speaking Hindi and I was trying to use my book French to help an elderly Haitian Creole couple, poorly I might add.
     Thank you, Boston.

1 comment:

  1. I think it depends on the situation and language for me. Sometimes I wish the babel fish was an actual life-form. But perhaps that's just me being nosey...