When I was a kid my mother always
tried to teach me Farsi, the Persian language. When I was a baby she would read
books to me in Farsi while I went to sleep. My first word was kooh, which meant
“where” in Farsi, and she always speaks to me in Farsi in the household. I even
partook in Farsi festivals where my brother and I joined other children who
dressed up every week and learned dance routines.
When I was in 4th
grade my mom and 4 other Persian families, with kids around our age, got their
kids together to start a Farsi class. I hated it because it was right after
school on Friday and I just wanted to get home and relax. During the Farsi
class we worked on reading and writing, every week we had homework to translate
text. In class we would act out Persian plays where we each had our own roles,
and since it was right after school on Fridays we would all have short
attention spans. So there were many times where we forgot our cue and our teacher
would get really mad. The rest of my memory from my Farsi class is limited,
however I do remember that it was long boring hours. But at the time I didn’t
value the importance of it.
After 5th
grade I stopped taking Farsi class because I went to middle school and ever
since my Farsi speaking ability has declined. Although my Mom would always talk
to me in Farsi every day I would always reply in English, and what I have
noticed is that I have all these words in the back of my conscious but when I
want to say something in Farsi I can never find the words for it. This is a big
regret especially when I’m around my aunts and uncles from my mother’s side. I
can always understand what they are saying, but because I cannot speak Farsi
well, it makes it look like I don’t understand anything. As a result I feel
like a lot of the times there’s a social disconnect between my family members
from my mother’s side and me. I can still communicate with them in English but conversations
in Farsi are much more genuine. Of course I know all the basics words but every
other sentence there are a couple of words that are at the tip of my tongue but
can never come out.
All in all,
learning a language is hard. I know a lot of people who don’t speak fluent in
their native language even though they’ve went to Chinese school or their
parents have talked to them in a language around the household. Becoming
familiar with a language is all about practicing and learning. As a result,
words become engrained in your memory and in my case, I have the perfect
scenario to practice by speaking back to my relatives and mother in Farsi. Becoming
fluent in Farsi is something that I definitely want to learn before I get too
old, and eventually pass down to my children.