Today we had an awesome barbecue. Kabob, hot dogs, sausages, circle steaks (not sure what they are supposed to be because I can’t understand the packaging), and chicken skewers. The most interesting part was the conversation. We had over two of my cousin’s friends from LA, their wives—one Israeli and the other from Latin America—and their kids—both have girls about 2-3 and a baby, matching up pretty well with my cousin’s little girl and twin baby boys. My cousin and his wife—American born but raised in Israel—speak to their kids in English so that they can communicate with the rest of the world and the rest of the family, knowing that they’ll learn Hebrew in school and from their environment. The couple with the Israeli wife speak to their kids in Hebrew, this being the land of Israel and Hebrew being the language of the Jews and all. The other couple speaks to their kids in Spanish, keeping that part of her heritage alive. At the table, the men spoke English, the wives had their own conversation in Hebrew, and the three little girls played nicely together, one speaking English, one Hebrew, and one Spanish, and still somehow managing to communicate.
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