i sit there, like a duck. i can listen, but i can't speak (well). my responses are short and my phrases, in pieces.
i'm 18 years old, and i know they serve soda over there (the drink that the kids like). i can't read that it isn't that type of tea, i'm sorry, i guessed.
i can listen, but i can't respond. i hear your undertones of mockery that you use, thinking that i don't understand, but i only sit there, listening.
i'm sorry, dad and mom...the language barrier does exist. and thank you for doing everything to try to overcome it. i'm sorry.
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