Featuring fresh takes and real-time analysis from HuffPost's signature lineup of contributors
Nataly Kelly

GET UPDATES FROM Nataly Kelly
 

Who Are the People in Your Neighborhood? And What Languages Do They Speak?

Posted: 08/25/11 03:59 PM ET

It's almost noon, which, on a typical day, means that I've already communicated with people in at least a dozen countries. Some of those countries, such as India and Sweden, are places where I have co-workers, and in the others I have clients. I step into the hallway, but the scene is perhaps even more global, as I hear my colleagues trading phrases in French, German, Italian and Spanish. Several signs on the office doors are written in Chinese. As I leave the office, I pass an upside-down world map (with Australia on top).

I walk down the block with Gregory, my co-worker, to pick up lunch at a nearby Iraqi restaurant, where we're greeted with hot tea served in small gold-rimmed glasses with saucers. Gregory asks the owner how to say "tea" in Arabic. After the owner tells him the word, Gregory remarks that it sounds similar to the word for tea in Russian. The owner's face brightens: he's Iraqi but speaks fluent Russian. The two begin having a lively conversation in the shared foreign tongue.

Meanwhile, my ear perks up as I recognize the singer of the music playing in the restaurant. I notice the woman behind the counter singing along and ask, "Is that Sezen Aksu?" She looks surprised. "Yes, you know Turkish music?" I respond with a smile and a few words of Turkish.

As we collect our food and walk back to our building, we pass a Brazilian bakery, a group of women speaking Vietnamese, and the window of a chiropractor's office that promotes its services in Spanish as well as English. Around the corner, a church offers services in Khmer and Portuguese. All this within a few blocks of our office.

No, we don't work for the United Nations. And no, we're not in Geneva, Paris or London. We're based in downtown Lowell, Mass. Located on the outskirts of Boston, Lowell has around 100,000 people, making it the fourth largest city in Massachusetts but by no means a metropolis.

Its size may be deceiving, for Lowell has a multilingual and global history. Its canals and factories were built in the early 1800s mostly by immigrants from Ireland. Wave after wave of immigrants came throughout the century that followed -- from French Canada, Germany, Portugal, Poland, Lithuania, Sweden and various parts of Eastern Europe. By the year 1900, nearly half of the people living in Lowell had been born in other countries.

Immigrants continued settling in Lowell, with another large wave arriving in the 1970s from Cambodia in the wake of the Khmer Rouge genocide. As of the 2000 Census, 22 percent of Lowell's population was foreign-born (the national average throughout the U.S. is 11 percent). In addition to Cambodia, other countries with large communities in Lowell include Brazil, Colombia, Dominican Republic, India, Laos, Thailand and Vietnam.

How common is it to encounter a dozen foreign tongues and other nations before lunch? As someone who researches global business and language services for a living, I'll acknowledge that the number of languages and nationalities represented in my workday is higher than most. Moreover, Lowell's population is admittedly more culturally and linguistically diverse than many parts of the nation, including nearby Boston.

But my situation really isn't all that unique. According to the American Community Survey, 19.6 percent of individuals over the age of 5 speak a language other than English at home. Even in places like Nebraska, 9.2 percent of the population speaks a non-English language at home. It isn't uncommon to find a speaker of Somali in Maine or Amharic in Minnesota. And, with nearly a quarter of American small- and medium-sized businesses doing business in other countries, language is an extremely valuable resource.

Back in the 1970s, a popular song on "Sesame Street" always asked, "Who are the people in your neighborhood?" prodding children to think about the different jobs that people do and how they contributed to society at a local level. In an age when children are ever more likely to compete in a global and multilingual marketplace, perhaps an updated version of the song should teach them to ask:

Oh, what are the languages in your neighborhood,
In your neighborhood,
In your neighborhood?
Say, what are the languages in your neighborhood,
The languages you speak each day?

Which languages are spoken in your neighborhood? If you live in the United States, click here to find out.

 
 
 

Follow Nataly Kelly on Twitter: www.twitter.com/natalykelly

 
 
  • Comments
  • 12
  • Pending Comments
  • 0
  • View FAQ
Comments are closed for this entry
View All
Recency  | 
Popularity
09:32 PM on 09/01/2011
Hi Nataly, I love the article! I'm from Lowell and was wondering where the Iraqi restaurant is? I'd love to try it out!
02:00 AM on 08/29/2011
Great article, Nataly! Let's have a look at languages in my city. I live in Vegas, a city of 2 million or so, where the predominant non-English language is Spanish. As a Spanish translator and court interpreter, I interact with dozens of Spanish-speaking people a day, mainly entirely in Spanish. On Friday, I did a consulting lesson via Skype with a client in Argentina. On Saturday, I bought cold cuts at the Polish Deli, where I am the only person who doesn't speak Polish. I stopped by the German bakery here in town, owned by a German couple (they oddly don't believe in professional translation and sell things like "yogurt slice" and "bee sting" -- really!) The same day, our neighbor had a party, and a few folks there spoke Spanish and Brazilian Portuguese. Our next-door neighbor's native language is Arabic. Spent some time at the pool with a friend of mine, a German-American journalist. We speak German together, which I don't get the chance to do very often. This evening, we went for dinner at a Korean-Mexican restaurant. Tomorrow I will stop by to drop off some clothes at my favorite alterations place, which is owned by a lovely lady from Albania. And I am craving that amazing ramen noodle soup again -- it's to be had at a tiny Japanese ramen place in Chinatown.
This user has chosen to opt out of the Badges program
photo
09:09 AM on 08/28/2011
I finally closed on my uncle's house in Bay Ridge Brooklyn, (actually its Dyker Heights) The Buyer spoke mostly Cantonese He brought his family to the closing. His son was so excited, he picked out his room. The father was restless as "he had to get back to work> The neighbors are furious that another Chinese family is moving. in. Only Asians made offers. The renovations were done by Mexican and Salvadorians. As one contractor put it"If these people weren't here, nothing would get done" The immigrants have much to teach us about family and community We need to get out of that "Little Boxes' mentality and start looking out for one another. This is a value our society desperately needs. The native born folks are still looking for solutions in "The Fountainhead"
nothingchanges
too soon old, too late smart
11:57 AM on 08/27/2011
IMPO.............one of the best, most intelligent things humanity could do in the interests of world peace, would be to either invent, or adopt a single universal language, that would be taught to every child in the world as part of their mandatory education. (I believe that was the impetus behind Esperanto).

So much easier for national "leaders" to demonize foreigners for their own ends, when their people can't even communicate effectively with those they want feared or despised.

Personal opinion, people have much more in common with each other, then they are different from each other..

It's government, and special interests that drive us apart, for their own personal or political gain.
This user has chosen to opt out of the Badges program
photo
RockyMissouri
'You must be carefully taught to hate'...
03:53 PM on 08/26/2011
I wanted to add.... we can appreciate and respect each others' music.....and through the music...grow to love the people, themselves... who make the music.

Thank you for a thoughtful article.
This user has chosen to opt out of the Badges program
photo
RockyMissouri
'You must be carefully taught to hate'...
03:48 PM on 08/26/2011
I love that song...! Thank you for writing that... Growing up in middle America, the only exotic things I had contact with were history books and my beloved National Geographics. They brought the world to me ....I learned to respect them, see the beauty in them and their dwellings, and families... and something else....even stronger: music! The one most powerful language we humans share is music....it is what binds us ....we can love and appreciate each others' beautiful music.
photo
VA Jill
I'm not perfect and neither are you
01:06 PM on 08/26/2011
When I was a travel nurse, one of my first assignments was in a hospital where, in my unit, there were representatives of 14 different nationalities.....and that was just the STAFF! The patient population was even more diverse. I loved it. My next assignment was in white-bread America, and after that I knew I didn't want to live or work in that environment ever again. Even where I live now there are quite a few people of other nationalities, and I consciously seek out opportunities to interact with them and to patronize their businesses. America is not so much a melting pot as it is a stew of many ingredients and flavors.
photo
JeffmChicago
It's A Mad Mad Mad Mad World
12:37 AM on 08/26/2011
Ms. Kelly thanks for sharing your story. In my neighborhood in Edgewater it's the same thing. Unfortunately I can not speak any foreign languages but I have traveled the world so I know certain languages when I hear them.
photo
HUFFPOST BLOGGER
Nataly Kelly
Co-Author of
09:34 AM on 08/26/2011
Glad to hear it and thanks for your comment. In some cases, knowing how to appreciate them is more important than knowing how to speak them.
photo
HUFFPOST SUPER USER
FearlessFreep
A radical leftist with a JS Woodsworth avatar.
04:01 PM on 08/25/2011
I live in Toronto, which has hundreds of languages. (Some street signs are in Greek or Chinese.) In my own neighborhood, there are enough Portuguese speakers that the local bank's ATM will serve you in that language. (I've learned that "poupanca" means "savings" and "Obrigada" means "Thank you.")

IMHO, even in the US the "melting pot" is a bit of a myth. Assimilation of immigrants is a complex, gradual process and overall, there isn't much anyone can do to speed it up or slow it down.
photo
HUFFPOST BLOGGER
Nataly Kelly
Co-Author of
09:35 AM on 08/26/2011
Appreciate your comment. What a fun story, to learn how to speak Portuguese in an everyday, commonplace setting. I think many in the US have a similar experience with Spanish on ATMs.
10:47 AM on 08/26/2011
The melting pot isn't a myth. Second generation kids typically are more assimilated and a significant number do not retain fluency in the language of their parents' origin. What is a myth is this notion, currently expressed on many posts on this section, that their ancestors magically became fluent in English the second they stepped off the boat and that it hasn't always been a gradual process. Or that they didnt have ethnic enclaves or newspapers and radio in their native languages. There is also a myth that there were not plenty of illegal immigrants ever before in our history. And finally, there is a complete disregard for the anti immigrant attitudes that met the relatively recent Italian, Eastern European, and Irish migrations, the influence of the fake racist science of Eugenics on those attitudes, and on the attitudes being expressed by many politicians and others nowadays.