Call me a racist. Call me a xenophobe. Call me a tim buck howdya do. But I really don't think I could ever be in a relationship again with someone who spoke English as a second language.
My feeling is that you meet someone and start something off because there's a spark. They're hot, they have a compatible personality, and things begin to take off. But surely down the line when the spark has faded to a fine ember and the physical part of the relationship has, if not slacked off considerably come to a halt altogether, you just want someone to reminisce and laugh with. And I can tell you as someone who dated a non-native speaker of English, and whose English didn't improve over the course of our three years together, it was no shock that the relationship did not improve either, but rather quite deteriorated. They do say communication is key to a successful relationship.
Sure there are exceptions. Some people can learn and if not become proficient, actually master multiple languages. Most, though, cannot.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
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