ความคิดเห็นที่ 1 http://varenne.tc.columbia.edu/bib/info/kingsmaxn75womawarr.html Tongue-Tied: The Lives of Multilingual Children in Public Education By Otto Santa Ana My silence was thickest--total--during the three years that I covered my school paintings with black paint. I painted layers of black over houses and flowers and suns, and when I drew on the blackboard, I put a layer of chalk on top. I was making a stage curtain, and it was the moment before the curtain parted or rose. The teachers called my parents to school, and I saw they had been saving my pictures, curling and cracking, all alike and black. The teachers pointed to the pictures and looked serious, talked seriously too, but my parents did not understand English. ("The parents and teachers of criminals were executed," said my father.) My parents took the pictures home. I spread them out (so black and full of possibilities) and pretended the curtains were swinging open, flying up, one after another, sunlight underneath, mighty operas. Perhaps if you read and show the whole passage you and everyone would understand what really happened to the pictures (paintings). curling verb as in curl (verb) จากคุณ : genf - [ 10 ก.ค. 51 00:10:38 ]