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English is the only language I now speak though I can still understand a smattering of Sinhalese. That is the IRONY of me being SO, SO PRO ENGLISH.
English was NOT my mother tongue when I was a child. It was Sinhalese.
Your mother tongue is the LANGUAGE you DREAM IN.
Did YOU know that?
I, very young, was MADE to speak English alongside Sinhalese. Ours was a bilingual household -- though my (adoptive) mother spoke mainly in English, while my grandmother, who actually brought me up, only spoke Sinhalese (though she understood English). In our house Sinhalese & English was spoken interchangeably -- sometimes in the same sentence.
At three, being the precocious bugger that I was, I could read in both Sinhalese & English.
When I went to school the medium of education was Sinhalese -- with daily English classes. My parents sent me to weekly English elocution classes.
I have a British 'Advanced Level' (A-level) grade, from the 'University of London', of an 'A'. That was in 1971.
Within 3 years of that, since I was no living with anyone who spoke Sinhalese, the language I dreamt in changed. Took me months to understand why I was restless in my sleep. Then I slowly dawned on me. I was not dreaming in Sinhalese. That bothered me.
More than 50 years later I am as ENGLISH as they come.
I LOVE ENGLISH.
I wish I could speak & write it better.
As far as I am concerned the whole world should speak English.
So, I am DELIGHTED.
English ALL the WAY!
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