i work as youth coordinator at a local NGO,and everyday is a challenge for me,my Tongan is rusted by all means,my cousin even spits back the ugly truth and its humiliating.I could actually have a mental breakdown...its cr'zee. But the great thing is i understand the language.My father never wanted me to learn Tongan neither hindu which is my mother's language,and at the age of 34 i am suffering my tongue is not fresh,so learning a new language is going to be a real struggle.I always insist on learning sign language it doesn't require too much tongue,just hand movements. And its really cool,everybody should learn this language it has no barriers for communication and its low in volume. So i watch SWITCHED AT BIRTH and learn some of the basic words.I am siting in my office and listening to my staff talk about colors for the uniform.I suggested scrub like pattern for the clinic but its also needed for the community,hoi...but still purple,now they also talk about red for world aids day.And a dash of ink for breast cancer month. All these important dates coming soon.Even yellow for children's cancer would be beautiful indicator for support.I guess that's all i can write for now.I am happy to say that this year has been quite the turn of events. when i was growing up i have always wanted to run away now i find ways to stay put,however the bees are still buzzing in my head - very busy brain i have.