I’ve never considered myself to have any secret abilities.
There’s one I wish I had.
For instance, the ability to pick up languages. I have friends who pick them easily. I’m not one them.
For example, I was raised around people speaking Spanish. My father spoke it. Yet I speak very little of it. I took years of Spanish in school. JR tried to teach me. Either my toungue isn’t that talented or my brain isn’t
I lived in Germany, and once I could converse in it. By converse, I mean I could order a meal. I could get directions. I could get myself in trouble, but not get myself out of it.
Not anymore.
There’s one final ability I wish I had. That the ability to make music. Everyone around me can play keyboards or guitar.
I can at least sing.
I guess I should consider myself blessed that I can play the Radio
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That happens quite often, a person wishing they had a skill.
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More than you know. We have a police officer from Poland in town. Speaks about a dozen languages. He’ll arrest a couple of guys, have them in the back and there talking among themselves and they don’t realize he understands every word. And it’s admissible in court.
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