A gift for languages
When I was eight years old I fell in love with the French language and never fell out with it. Looking back, the day I had my first lesson in French and ran home to tell my mum āBonjour maman, je māappelle Jillā was the start of my love affair with languages: first French, then Spanish, then Dutch, and, finally, my own ānativeā English.
It was only when I taught English in France – and later in the Netherlands – that I started to fully appreciate the intricacies of my own language. When you speak a language from birth, you never stop to think about grammar do you? For a long time, English was simply a way to reference all the new words I was learning in other languages.
Which brings me to my CV which, unsurprisingly, is dominated by languages.
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