This blogging business is hard work...especially when one's life is so full. But there's always a story. My friend's father was recently admitted (put in sounds so...harsh) to a home. He is in his 90's and has various illness including a mild form of dementia. His granddaughter and her Lebanese boyfriend visited last week and he had a coherent conversation with the boyfriend in Arabic. No one knows when or where he learned Arabic. He has lived in Quebec all his life...The mind is a miracle...one can only conjecture that he had a friend who spoke Arabic in his childhood...None of the family has ever heard him speak Arabic before.