National language failure

I sat in a lounge with two men, who grew up in the same district. As the outsider you would assume that I would have the most difficult time to express myself with the two.

Instead we had to use three different languages, and I was playing interlocutor and interpreter for them. These are men I work with in developing workable structures for our community, and we were struggling to tell what we felt. Continue reading “National language failure”