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I lisp when I'm nervous. I remember when I was like 7, telling a teacher my name was Chrissanna. She said, "Chrithanna?"
"No, Chrissanna."
"That's what I said. Chrithanna...?"
arrrgh.
Then I was sent to speech therapy. Don't ask me how that went. Actually, I'll tell you.
I had to practice putting my tongue somewhere. I think behind my front teeth. I forget which, bottom or top. So every day, I practiced. Over and over. Like 100 times.
Then one day, the speech therapist said, everyone in class is showing marked improvement except for Chrissanna...because she doesn't try.
:/
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Nu skal jeg betro dig min hemmelighed. Den er ganske ligetil:
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