Jim and Carolyn stopped by on a Kiwanis errand and we chatted about the foreign words in my book.

I asked Carolyn if there were too many. “No,” she said and then let out a chuckle. “But I couldn’t pronounce them. So I gave up trying.”

“I never fathomed anyone trying to utter those guttural sounds,” I said, joined in with her laughter.

“But I had a lot of fun in the Glossary section,” she added.

Jim then commented, “I think it gave the flavor of the culture or cultures people in the Middle East experience.”

That’s how we grew up in the Middle East—always bilingual, if not trilingual-plus.

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