tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554337268732390744.post-6629819092529899702008-04-14T23:21:00.003+03:002008-05-10T23:22:03.888+03:002008-05-10T23:22:03.888+03:00I was walking to the supermarket a few days ago and I passed a little girl shouting from a falafel stand to her sister sitting in a parked car. She yelled across the sidewalk to her big sis' to ask her dad what he wanted on the falafel. It was too cute, but it also gave me some much needed linguistic faith.<br /><br />"Tagee - tagee - tag - tageedi aba..."<br /><br />She couldn't spit out her Hebrew either! It's funny that a child's poor language skills gave me a boost of confidence. Not that children speak poorly. Actually, quite the opposite.<br /><br />My Hebrew is about the level of a small child's (in terms of true fluency), so when they speak so much more quickly and correctly than I do, well, it really makes you think "I SUCK."<br /><br />Thank you stuttering Israeli child for giving me hope.Danny Brothershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03372641972664155753dannybrothers@gmail.com10