When I was in Beijing for a month in 2013, I was shocked by how little I could actually understand and use the language.
When I went back in 2016, I learned a lot more.
I was able to make some friends.
I had friends who knew more than I did.
There were also people who understood the language and were able to translate my messages.
The truth is, the Chinese have a language of their own and I’m not going to get rid of it.
In the end, I didn’t really care for Chinese.
But the language was there.
I felt more at home there than in London.
The Chinese are very self-conscious about their language.
I’ve learned a few words in the Chinese that I could use in English but, I found, were not very useful in my work.
I have a friend who is a translator in China, and he told me that Chinese is a language he is proud of.
He has written about it in his book, Chinese Words and Phrases.
The problem is that, as a Chinese person, I am not interested in learning Mandarin.
Mandarin is something I don’t feel I should be learning.
I feel I can learn Mandarin in the US and that’s fine.
But I want to learn Chinese as much as possible.