Swahili is the national language in Tanzania. When I was at home I had the freedom to speak any language, Swahili, English or Sambaa (my mother's mother tongue). Two months in America and I deeply miss this freedom. Everyday I wake wondering whether I'll get a chance to see my fellow Tanzanians and speak a bit of Swahili with them but it never happens as they are as busy as I am.
Speaking a foreign language every single day of my life is something very disturbing to me because I'm used to speaking more than one language. At times I put some bits of Swahili in my sentences and people end up staring at me confused wondering what I had just said.
Since I love speaking more than one language then so I have decided that I will learn French and Spanish, languages that some of the people in Wartburg are familiar with:) I hope I'll manage to perfect these new languages. I'm sure I'll have a lot of fun learning them :-)
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