On my first day of school, I was as nervous as any 4-year-old would be: “Will I make new friends? Will my mom still get me ice cream if my grades are bad?”
That was until I learned that I need to translate these difficult questions … IN FRENCH! I didn’t even know how to spell it, let alone speak it. I pleaded. I yelled, but NO. My parents did as any immigrant parents would; investing in a better future for me by obligating me to learn the French language and its culture. Years later, French is one of the best gifts I’ve been given.
Communication and the ability to do so effectively are critical for everyone. There’s no point in having a great idea if you can’t share it with anybody.