I can’t imagine most people know this about me, but technically speaking, English was my second language. My mom had a zero English policy in the house until I was about 8 or 9 years old. I learned by ABC’s along with my A Ă Â both at the same time. Yeah, the first three letters of the Vietnamese alphabet are three versions of the letter A. Honestly, I think it’s rediculous. I can vaguely recall a time where I was fluent in Vietnamese – reading and writing. These days, I can barely pick out my favorite dishes on a Vietnamese menu. I figure everything is still in my brain somewhere…somewhere in deep cold storage. But finding the words from my first tongue are proving to be more difficult than finding a missing sock out of the dryer.