It’s hard enough to grow up once.
What!? Are my parents crazy?
They want me to grow up twice. And at the same time! Something they say is by call chew lilies. (Ed: bi-culturally).
It’s not enough that I need Ed to check every word that I use with more than 2 silly labels (Ed: syllables). My parents want me to learn every word in two languages! By the way. What’s a language anyway?
And sometimes my daddy reads to me in a some funny words that sounds like papalapa. But the pictures are good. I’ll give him that.
And if learning how to say everything in two languages weren’t enough, I got to learn how to eat everything in two languages, too!
Gosh, how does a girl get what she wants to eat or drink when the big people around her don’t know what she is asking for?
