A Foreign Language
Amelia came home from school with a note from her teacher last spring. She wrinkled her brow, looked at it first sideways, then upside down and finally right side up only to hand it to Kristin saying, “It’s in Chinese… they haven’t taught us to read Chinese yet.” It was actually cursive but she was right - they had taught her neither Chinese nor cursive just yet.
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