My roomate in Canada during my university years (who was also my best man btw) comes from a family positively gifted with languages.

 

The guy is of Lebanese and Czech decent (father and mother respectively) and they had a house in spain where they summered every year. As a result, he could speak: English, French, Spanish, Arabic, and Czech.

 

His mom could speak all the above languages PLUS Russian.

 

His dad could speak all the above languages PLUS German.

 

Made me feel stupid with my 3 and a half languages compared to their 5, 6 and 7 languages LOL.

 

Stay safe all.

 

Perfection does not exist. The question therefore, is: what level of imperfection are we willing to settle for?