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Survival of the Linguistically Fittest

When I was four, my dad got our first gaming console. I was thrilled, except for the bit where I couldn’t understand anything the screen said. I knew all the letters, but their combinations didn’t make any sense to me. “It’s English”, my dad said.Expat Gone Foreign, tXc, Survival of the Linguistically Fittest, Learning languages



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