Spill the Arabic

You either got it or you don't. Speaking Arabic is something I do not have. One of my biggest insecurities is a question I get asked most frequently. "Speaking" is a blessing most people don’t think twice about, however, it is all I think about sometimes. People are confused that l don’t speak Arabic for a few reasons. Arabic is all my parents speak, my sisters can speak it, and I have slight broken English. All not these signs are common characteristics of someone who speaks another language. From coming out of the womb to being a junior in high school, my parents have spoken Arabic to me. My parents were learning English at the same time I was, since they were new to the country. All I heard as a child was Arabic and some English from the television, yet somehow, my first word was in English. “More.” “More” what? English? Wish came true because that’s all I speak. Since I grew up with Arabic, I would expect it to stick with me. However, from the sixteen years of living...