We seem to have some craving for an identity, either as individuals, or as a group. My mother tongue is as much an ‘incidental’ detail, as my date of birth is. But we elevate that to an essential part of what one is and who one is. Why is that?
We seem to have some craving for an identity, either as individuals, or as a group. My mother tongue is as much an ‘incidental’ detail, as my date of birth is. But we elevate that to an essential part of what one is and who one is. Why is that?
