Among the contrasts I am surprised to discover between our playground and the rich kids’ one 15 min walk away (besides the latter having nicer equipment) is how many languages you hear at the wealthy one: French, and German, and Spanish, and Italian, and Russian, Turkish, Portuguese, Polish, Japanese, what I’m guessing is Hungarian, Mandarin, Hebrew, probably-Serbo-Croatian… and a little bit of English.

Ours is just Spanish and English. I add Russian when I’m there. Curiously enough, there are never any muslim kids or their parents to be seen, even though there are so many in the street.