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I have spent a while trying to find a good person in Austin to cut my hair. I started at my wife's salon and found a person I liked. Then she left. So I found a new person at the same salon, but due to some salon politics, she became a freelancer and bounced around from salon to salon. All she ever talked about after that was how crappy that salon was. After that I gave up and went back to SportClips and now I pay for the shampoo scalp massage thingy and so far its been good. Which leads me to today.
Since I don't have a stylist at SportClips, I just get the first available person who happens to be a lady named Elham. We get to talking and she mentions she's from Iran. "Good people, bad government," she says, which really is like the best quote ever. We talk some more about travel and Europe and Austin and wills and godparents and then get to the topic of speaking more than one language. I mention to her that a guy I work with, who is Vietnamese, isn't teaching his kids to speak the language. She says that's horrible. I agree. She says her kids speak three languages: English, Farsi, and Spanish. I tell her about how my grandparents were punished in school for speaking Cajun French and so didn't teach it to their children and now, in our family, the language will die with them. She says that's horrible as well.
I want my children to speak another language. I'd really love for them to speak Cajun French due to the family ties, but I'm thinking Spanish might be more practical. Maybe I can shoot the moon and go for both. Who's with me?
