Peter S.
Google
On my morning walk, I passed by a group of French-speaking joggers, their lively conversation filling the air. A German couple ran by, exchanging a few words in their distinct, strong accents. Shortly after, an Iranian-looking father and his young daughter walked past me in quiet companionship. Meanwhile, a group of cheerful, Spanish-speaking girls drifted away, moving happily and slowly. I couldn’t help but smile—how I love hearing the unique melodies of different languages! Each one paints the world with its own set of vibrant colors. How lucky I am to witness this beautiful diversity.