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I have been missing from the last two episodes of The Polyglot Project Podcast due to other commitments, but David (http://www.davidmansaray.com/) has done a great job in my absence. I hope to be back for the next interview. In the meantime, enjoy this latest episode:

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Hyperpolygot Richard Simcott is interviewed this time. Regrettably, I was unable to join in on the conversation due to prior commitments (spreading myself too thin, as usual), but David did a great job in my absence.

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Polyglot Susanna Zaraysky  conducts a great interview with two female polyglots (yes, they are out there!).

Have a listen: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vm5jE7Sz7UM

Susanna’s blog can be found here: http://createyourworldbook.com/

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I have received this interesting submission from Langit Kirinputra. I am posting the first part only. The links below will take you to the rest of the article. Why not have a look at Langit’s blog at: http://tawa.asia
 
 
 
( 这篇文章有中文版。|Lee este artículo en español.)
 
It took me just over a year to reach a conversational level in Mandarin. Not bad for a guy who was learning how to talk for the first time, huh?
 
I was born on Ligaw during a cyclone. I was raised on Taiwan for six or seven moons in a swirl of Mandarin and bahasa Shanghai, with Hoklo and Hakka in the streets and the markets. We moved to the mainland before I could count to three in any of the four. In those days the main land was América.
 
At home we spoke all Mandarin all the time. This had disastrous effects on my dad’s bid to learn English. He couldn’t speak English fluently till around the time I was in college, about two decades later.
 
As for me, I learned it suddenly. I must’ve downloaded the entire English language to my brain as soon as I started going to school.  
 
When I was a kid, my parents would ask me, “Are you Chinese? Or estadounidense?” They wanted me to be Chinese. But Anglo American mass media and institutions were telling me I was estadounidense, a Stateside American. 
 
When I was twelve, we moved back to the green hills and hot streets of Taiwan. My folks lacked the dime for the American School, so they threw my Chinese-illiterate ass into public school to sweat through thousands of kanji. 
 
The results were miraculous. Within four or five months of leaving my Stateside suburb, I was reading thousands of kanji and keeping up with the Lims across all subjects. I would never — could never walk into a Chinatown or Little Tokyo again and not know what the signs said. I would never be able to recall that feeling again, that feeling of not understanding and taking not understanding for granted. 
 
Some things, once they gone, they gone forever. 
 
 

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