The man spoke four languages so fluently he was mistaken for a native in each. But he was not a linguist. He was a polyglot. "One is an academic, one is a Swiss waiter," he remarked.
Saturday, May 7, 2005
das Gebäck - pastry, biscuit
Meine Mutter schickt mir immer eine Blechbüchse mit Gebäck zu Weihnachten.
My mother always sends me a tin of cookies for Christmas.
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