when i was a small child, my mom taught me how to read and write chinese. after a while, i got too busy and too disinterested in learning the language so my chinese books sat in a drawer and collected dust. later, those books were packed into a box and hauled down into a corner of the basement. there they remained.
until yesterday.
i guess one of the benefits of being a pack rat is that you have stuff when you need it. now that i'm preparing to head to China, i suddenly realize that knowing how to read and write is actually a very good thing. mind you, it's a lot more difficult to learn everything now, but it gives me hope knowing that countless people who have no chinese background have learned mandarin. and so i set off on this new adventure. starting with book 1: kindergarten.
let us learn together what is good.
~Job 34:4~
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