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I can speak passable Mandarin. I will not be translating at the U.N. anytime soon.

Until the age of five, my parents spoke to me in Chinese or a combination of Chinese and English, but they didn't force me to speak Mandarin. In retrospect, this was sad, because they believed that my chance of doing well in America hinged on my fluency in English. Later, as an adult, I wanted to learn Chinese.

I speak Mandarin and can read and write a little. I took a few classes at Harvard to get better in my reading and writing skills.

Language-wise, my mom and dad's dialect, they're pretty obscure. It's Chinese, but not your traditional Chinese, like Cantonese or Mandarin. It wasn't something that I got to use very much growing up. We eventually just spoke English around the house.

My children speak very good Chinese, and they translate for our American friends.

I wanted to do something far from my intellectual and physical home, so I went to live in Beijing for eight months and took Mandarin Chinese.

I've studied Chinese in college, but basically, I'm not bilingual.

I am Chinese - it doesn't matter what other people say.

I am Taiwanese as well as Chinese.

I majored in Chinese Studies. I'm probably the only director of chicken Indian zombie movies who can speak pretty good Mandarin.