Tell me how much a nation knows about its own language, and I will tell you how much that nation knows about its own identity.

John Ciardi
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It is common to believe that our language helps us to define our country, but the truth is that our language does not dictate who we are or who we want to become. Instead of defining ourselves, we should be defining the language that we will speak. If we fail to do this, then it is inevitable for our identity to become lost.

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