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Mother Tongue by Amy Tan: Audio with Whiteboard Animations

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Tan explores the connection between one's language and identity, and how society sometimes underestimates people by how they speak.
The author examines not only how language affects the development of one's identity but also the role it has in the way one is perceived by society.
She shares a few anecdotes illustrating how language shaped her own personal identity affecting her own possibilities in life.
Tan´s mother's limited language in English, influenced her. She reflects that Language skills are influenced by peers.
She began to write, in the language she knew, in the different englishes she knew. Finally, when her mother reads her book, she claims how easy it was for her to read it.

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Tan resides near San Francisco in Sausalito, California, with her husband Lou DeMattei (whom she married in 1974), in a house they designed "to feel open and airy, like a tree house, but also to be a place where we could live comfortably into old age"

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Amy Tan, in full Amy Ruth Tan, (born February 19, 1952, Oakland, California, U.S.), American author of novels about Chinese American women and the immigrant experience.

Tan grew up in California and in Switzerland and studied English and linguistics at San Jose State University (B.A., 1973; M.A., 1974) and the University of California, Berkeley. She was a highly successful freelance business writer in 1987 when she took her Chinese immigrant mother to revisit China. There Tan, for the first time, met two of her half sisters, a journey and a meeting that inspired part of her first novel, The Joy Luck Club (1989; film 1993). The novel relates the experiences of four Chinese mothers, their Chinese American daughters, and the struggles of the two disparate cultures and generations to relate to each other.

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Just last week, as I was walking down the street with her, I again found myself conscious of the English I was using, the English I do use with her. We were talking about the price of new and used furniture and I heard myself saying this: “Not waste money that way.” My husband was with us as well, and he didn’t notice any switch in my English. And then I realized why. It’s because over the twenty years we've been together I’ve often used that same kind of English with him, and sometimes he even uses it with me. It has become our language of intimacy, a different sort of English that relates to family talk, the language I grew up with.