I’m fluent in a lot of languages. The language of procrastination, of creativity, of parenthood, of walking the line, of having a short fuse and of being cranky. I speak others as well, but for the sake of boring us all, that’s the length of the lingo list. You’ll notice there’s a nice amalgamation of positive verbosities and negatives. As the ancient adage says, keep your friends close and your enemies closer. Point in case.. you gotta know how to speak their language.

I don’t speak a lick of Portugese, Italian or Chinese. I do, however, know a bit of Cree and a touch of French. Pretty impressive, I know. Anyways, the fact of the matter is I’ve never been to France, China, Italy or Portugal. I have lived amongst Native Americans for a handful of years so if I whipped out a few sentences, I could almost pretend to get by. And by the skin of my chinny chin shin, I might add.

I don’t frequent Catholic churches nor have I been spotted hanging at mosques. I’ve never stepped foot in a Jehovahs Witness temple and to my knowledge, I don’t practice Satanism wherever such groups like to meet. And eat. Human babies, for example, I don’t know. I am, however, a regular at a Christian church so the goings on of such a gathering I am fluidly fluent in. I speaka da language, yes I do.

I don’t speak Mathematics well, although the basics I can bang out decently enough. I don’t speak automotives and I sure as heck fire do not know the grammar surrounding carpentry. I could play any song I hear, however, by ear and within a few minutes and on several instruments. I can speak in literature a thousand times stronger than I can formulate a typical sentence. And that, my friends, is the definitive truth.

I guess at the end of any random day, we all have certain strong suits and certain weak areas, the latter ruling the roost. But by not focusing on what we can’t do, accomplish or understand, the stuff we do speak fluently in grows more abundant and is without a cancer that we maybe didn’t know was there to begin with.

That’s not to say if you find yourself in Rome and don’t know any Roman, don’t panic. Please spazz out with the best of them. I implore you.

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