Back in the day, everyone on Earth spoke the same language. One day some people came up with the idea that they should use what little supplies they had and build a whole city, plus a tower that was thousands and thousands of miles high that could reach heaven. Once they were done god came down, since apparently their tower didn't reach as far as they expect, and surveyed what they had done. He saw how amazing it was, and so like the good person he is, he decided he didn't want to limit them. So decided to mix it up a little bit, literally. He spread everyone across the earth and changed their languages so that they could do whatever they needed to do.
For my next language, I want to learn Italian. Italians put so much emotion and hand motions into their speech and it just seems like so much fun to learn and speak. Also I always have wanted to go to Italy, simply because of the food. Forget the leaning tower of Pisa, where's the pizza! So if and/or when I learn Italian, Italy better watch out, because I'm coming
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