It's raining. I wanted to go for a walk but it's really coming down. So I decided to listen to a podcast ! So while listening to this podcast on the Hawaiian language, and people who are trying to revitalize the language and keep it from extinction, I thought of myself. I thought of this Who are you? activity I did with my colleagues on Thursday. I thought about all the things that make me, me. I thought of all the things I am and all the things I am not. This week, I was confronted with another I am. I am a Puerto Rican who does not speak Spanish. People, a lot of people, look at me and hear my name and assume that I speak Spanish But I do not. My mom speaks Spanish and my father spoke Spanish and so does my grandmother but I do not. And that has always been confusing to me and to everyone around me. And I know why I won't and don't speak Spanish. When I was younger I would try to speak in spanish. The words would swirl in my head. It felt so simple flowing in