"I sat with my grandmother and realized I couldn't understand half of what she was saying."
This was the moment everything changed.
Growing up in the diaspora, I heard Owan at home but never learned to speak it properly. My parents spoke it to each other, but switched to English for us kids. It seemed easier. More practical.
But when my grandmother visited and I couldn't hold a real conversation with her — couldn't understand her jokes, her stories, her wisdom — I felt something break inside me.
I wasn't just missing a language. I was missing my heritage.
I looked for apps to learn Owan. There were none.
I looked for books. Almost nothing.
I looked for courses. Nothing online.
That's when I decided: if it doesn't exist, I'll build it.