Īpaši savā jaunā lomā kā trimdas bērnu māmmiņa, izjūtu cik silti un cieši jatur valodiņu. Pirms gada par to pat nebija sevišķi jāpiedomā, bet tagad ikdienā, šis ir vēl viens mīļumiņš, kuru kopju un loloju.
Especially in my new role as mother of Latvian children living outside of Latvia, I feel the responsibility of holding the Latvian language with warmth and snugness. A year ago it wasn't even something I had to particularly think about, but now, our language yet is seedling that I nurture and care for.
Wrap your language
In a white woolen shawl.
Frozen and tired.
Not deceased, not ever.
Lai notiek tā!
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