I wish I hadn't wasted all my time NOT learning Japanese. Now I'm paying for it. My Japanese mother was our only contact - both verbal and written - to our relatives in Japan. Now that her health is failing, I'm relying on translators and my crappy, broken Japanese to keep in touch with them. We had a human Japanese textbook whenever we needed one, and neither me or my siblings took advantage of that. But, ours is an isolated incident. Just venting.
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