Zero fault leve les mains!

What it takes one day to cross a river that is Japanese. Yangtze is yellow in CHINESE and in KOREAN. River is a different entity. Je m'appelle l'HOPE. No more, it is espiere. I am here, but Russian has my babushka fitting snug today. The winds whip by as I obtain 4 Russian and 1 French movie from the library. The tower of babel could be built and topple again at any time. Language is a BOUNDARY and privacy in public, not a barrier. My thoughts harden around my Vietnamese meal today. Maybe it was the corner in which we were placed. The royalties of past Vietnam were NORTH Vietnamese and are still high and holy in their heads, regardless of economy. My N. Vietnamese "friend" took French with me and he learned GRAMMAR, actually. That never made it to the people of Vietnam. Dien Bien Phu was a huge Fou toi to the people of France who were not overtaking their nation, but bringing CULTURE to the intellectually starving. They exist in THIS country with ease because Mademouselle France was there then. School is possible, but not for the Hmong. No written language meant no memory. They could not read properly, thus no calculation or computation. It is white, female tunnel through that creates the success in that community. Arrete before you are all, very visably, mentally retarded on top of the schitzo that is Vietnamese. Look around and see. Do not trust me. Je parle francais un peu.