Hundreds of
the world’s endangered
and threatened languages
are spoken
in and around New York City.
One project set out to document them.
The Endangered Languages of New York By Alex Carp
Dots on the maps in this piece represent, among other things, efforts to revitalize a language as well as communities of speakers.
Most people think of endangered languages as far-flung or exotic, the opposite of cosmopolitan. “You go to some distant mountain or island, and you collect stories,” the linguist Ross Perlin says, describing a typical view of how such languages are studied. But of the 700 or so speakers of Seke, most of whom can be found in a cluster of villages in Nepal, more than 150 have lived in or around two apartment buildings in Brooklyn. Bishnupriya Manipuri, a minority language of Bangladesh and India, has become a minority language of Queens.
All told, there are more endangered languages in and around New York City than have ever existed anywhere else, says Perlin, who has spent 11 years trying to document them. And because most of the world’s languages are on a path to disappear within the next century, there will likely never be this many in any single place again.
Zenaida Cantu, 38, speaks Tlapanec, also known as Me’phaa, an Indigenous language spoken in Central Mexico. She works as an interpreter in New York City.
I was born in July 1985.
When I was two months old, I was shaking terribly.
It was July of ‘85 and many people died, at that time in Mexico.
Nothing happened to me then,
but two months later I caught an illness called xingu (whooping cough).
I nearly died then. For something like two hours I wasn’t conscious.
My mom didn’t know what to do with me, so she found a healer. They took me
to the church, and there they blessed me with holy water. After that, I came to.
Ikhiil Mardakhayev, 80, speaks Juhuri, which has 100,000 to 200,000 speakers worldwide, mostly in Israel and the U.S. He teaches the language in Brooklyn.
Hope is a good thing.
Hence in this story, my mother
wished to say to us: “My children, always be patient.
Never cut out your hope.
If you cannot reach something today, wait for it.
The time will come when the goal of your heart will always be fulfilled.”
Language loss has been a natural part of human history for centuries, but it was typically small in scale and relatively confined. The lost language could sometimes leave traces in the language that overtook it, what linguists have called a “grammatical merger” of intersecting societies.
About 30 years ago, though, the linguists Ken Hale and Michael Krauss warned of a new, more dire form of loss in which a dominant language would “simply overwhelm Indigenous, local languages and cultures.” Hundreds of languages were essentially gone, Krauss noted, and others were quickly fading. Several were spoken by as few as one or two people.
As Perlin writes in his new book — “Language City: The Fight to Preserve Endangered Mother Tongues in New York,” out this month — what stands to be lost is more than mere words. “Languages represent thousands of natural experiments: ways of seeing, understanding and living that should rightly form a major part of any meaningful account of what it is to be human.”
Eleanor Castillo Bullock, 65, is a founder and the arts director of Garifuna Arts Medicine Agriculture Education International, an organization that protects and promotes Garifuna heritage in Belize and New York City.
Good day.
Eleanor Castillo Bullock is my name.
As for me,
arts and culture is my task.
What the arts-and-culture program entails
is that I teach our language
to the children.
Gloria Angeles, 47, who goes by Tadii, is the founder of Rebeldía Radio, a community radio project. She speaks Cuicatec, or Dbaku, an Indigenous Latin American language that has around 10,000 speakers worldwide.
My name is Gloria Tadii.
I am from Kukaa, in the state of Oaxaca, Mexico.
Here is where I lived my first years,
full of my grandparents’ and parents’ love,
where not all the children had toys,
but we invented our own toys, with the earth or in the trees.
In this corner of the world, where most of the people have forgotten their origins,
from where I am, even now, the echo of my grandparents speaking Cuicateco resonates in my ears.
Even though they have departed many years ago,
they bequeathed to me
my beautiful Cuicateco language.
With Daniel Kaufman, also a linguist, Perlin directs the Endangered Language Alliance, in Manhattan. When E.L.A. was founded, in 2010, Perlin lived in the Chinese Himalayas, where he studied Trung, a language with no standard writing system, dictionary or codified grammar. (His work helped establish all three.) He spent most of his time in the valley where the largest group of remaining speakers lived; the only road in or out was impassable in winter.
After three years, Perlin returned to New York City, where he had grown up. At that time, E.L.A. conducted language surveys on foot, canvassing neighborhoods and posting fliers seeking speakers of endangered languages. Most of the work was directed by the organization’s founders: two linguists, including Kaufman, and a poet.
In 2016, E.L.A. began to map the languages spoken in the city. A vast majority were not recognized by large businesses, schools or city government. Officially, Perlin said, they were simply not there. “None of the communities with whom we planned to partner were recorded as even existing in the census,” Kaufman and Perlin later wrote.
Since their project began, Perlin and Kaufman have located speakers of more than 700 languages. Of those languages, at least 150 are listed as under significant threat in at least one of three major databases for the field. Perlin and Kaufman consider that figure to be conservative, and Perlin estimates that more than half of the languages they documented may be endangered.
In Queens, according to Perlin, more languages are spoken per square mile than anywhere else in the world.
Where Woodside, Elmhurst and Jackson Heights meet, E.L.A. has encountered dozens of South Asian languages, many of which are under some level of threat.
Among the endangered languages shown here is Seke, a language from Nepal that has only 700 or so global speakers.
Rasmina Gurung, 26, learned Seke from her grandmother. Until recently, she resided in one of two Brooklyn buildings where about a quarter of the people who speak the language worldwide have lived.
My name is Rasmina Gurung. I was born in Tshugsang.
After living in the village, I went to Kathmandu to study. I stayed at a boarding school.
After that I came to Brooklyn, New York, in America.
Safiyatou D., 44, lives on Roosevelt Island. According to E.L.A., she is the only known speaker of Kota, or Ikota, a language spoken in Gabon and the Republic of Congo, in the city. (She asked that her last name not be used, to protect her privacy.)
The elephant said: “Ha! The little tiny creature, I know you!
Why didn’t the hunter kill me?”
He, the creature, said, “I bit him.”
He, the elephant, said, “Ahh, well, you are the ant that bites!
Ahh, ihiako, you saved my life. Thanks a lot.” He, the creature, said: “No problem.
Next time you see people, you see a little person, don’t say, ‘What can you do for me?’ ”
The elephant said, “Sorry, I learned my lesson.”
“Get home safe!”
The elephant returned to the forest.
A language’s endangerment is not simply a function of its size but also a measure of its relationship to the societies around it. Sheer numbers “have always mattered less than intergenerational transmission,” Perlin writes in “Language City.” Until recently, in many regions of the world, dozens of languages lived side by side, each with no more than a few thousand speakers. Gurr-goni, an Aboriginal Australian language, had long been stable with 70. A language survives, Perlin writes, by sharing life with those who speak it: “Only in the face of intense political, economic, religious or social pressures do people stop passing on their mother tongues to children.”
When Perlin visited Seke-speaking Nepali villages in 2019 and 2023, he found that many of the people he wanted to speak with had left to find work. “Whole age groups were missing,” he says. Kaufman points to Mixtec, a group of Indigenous languages spoken in south-central Mexico, with 500,000 speakers. The differences in how the language is spoken from village to village can be “bigger than you find between French and Italian,” he said. “And there are villages where there are essentially no young people.” Their children are now born elsewhere — Culiacán, Mexico City, New York, Los Angeles. “500,000 speakers can disappear in a generation.”
Perlin writes that more than 100 West African languages are spoken in Harlem and the Bronx.
In a small slice of the South Bronx, the E.L.A. has encountered at least ten endangered or threatened West African languages.
N’Ko, a writing system developed in 1949 that unites some of these spoken languages, is also being taught.
Ibrahima Traore, 65, teaches N’Ko. The West African writing system serves to counter the dominance of colonial French and English. He lives in Montclair, N.J.
As Solomana Kante once said, “One day, sitting at the marketplace in Bouaké,
I saw a book for sale with something about “African stupidity” on it.
The writer was from Lebanon and named Kamel Mrowa.
He was saying that African ignorance never ends.
He said, First, none of their languages can be written;
they aren’t made according to any grammar.
They aren’t meant for writing; they were made for speaking only. They don’t actually have a true language,
just dialects that no intelligent person would waste their time thinking about writing.
Lots of Europeans have become interested in writing African languages,
but there is just no way.
He said that teaching us European languages is easier than teaching us our own languages.”
Husniya Khujamyorova lives in Midwood, Brooklyn, and works as a financial-software engineer. She has published children’s books in Wakhi and other endangered languages of the Pamir mountains in Central Asia.
Pamir is a very beautiful place.
Its fresh air, gardens full of flowers and high mountains are always with me wherever I am.
The Pamir people are rich with culture and traditions.
Every Pamiri tries not to lose the languages and culture,
wherever they are, whether in Pamir or outside it.
We are always proud of our culture and traditions.
Perlin studies languages for what they communicate both explicitly and indirectly. A language’s lexicon is not “just one word after another,” he writes in “Language City,” but a representation of the enduring preoccupations of a culture. Its rules of grammar are held together by invisible selections of what will be conveyed and what will be overlooked. It “requires speakers to mark out certain parts of reality and not others, however unconsciously.”
When Perlin and Kaufman document a language, they work alongside native speakers to transcribe and translate video interviews that are recorded locally and during trips to a language’s home region. (Perlin and Kaufman have helped produce some of the first dictionaries and grammars of these languages.) To document Seke, for example, Perlin works with Rasmina Gurung, a 26-year-old nurse who happens to be one of the youngest Seke speakers in the world. Most Seke speakers, about 500 people, live across five neighboring villages in northern Nepal, near Tibet. Though the villages are within walking distance, each has developed its own Seke dialect. Like many of the smaller languages of “traditional face-to-face societies,” Perlin writes, Seke has no “formal, all-purpose hello,” because villagers live among the same groups of people and rarely encounter a Seke-speaking stranger. Instead, a question — Where are you going? What are you doing? — would be more common.
When E.L.A. researchers travel to interview speakers in their home regions, they may begin with a list of common questions, but the conversations are often more free-form. “Whatever the speakers want to talk about the most, we always encourage that,” Gurung says. “We always want to understand the language better, but we need to understand where it came from, how it came to be. Whatever’s close to home.”
Irwin Sanchez, 45, is a chef at a taqueria in Rockefeller Center. He speaks Nahuatl, one of the most common Indigenous Mexican languages in New York.
“If you don’t want to learn our language,”
my grandfather told me,
“your spirit is going to be lost.
You will get lost.
You must.
Let’s learn everything. That way,
we will recover again.”
Patricia Tarrant, 36, is the executive director of American Indian Community House, a Manhattan organization that serves the needs of Native Americans living in New York. She is one of about 50 speakers of Hidatsa.
Hello. I am Patricia Tarrant, a Hidatsa woman of the Knife Clan.
As E.L.A. produced its first language maps, the institute’s work caught the eye of Thelma Carrillo, a research scientist in the city’s Health Department. Carrillo, who is part Zapotec, was working on a Latino health initiative, but the city had what Perlin and Kaufman found to be “no basic demographic information” on New Yorkers from Indigenous communities in Latin America, even though they have been migrating here in large numbers since the 1990s.
“We found ourselves in this odd position of being a conduit between the Indigenous Latin Americans of the city and the city agencies, because other organizations that work with them see them as Mexican or Guatemalan,” Kaufman says. “We’re working with their languages, which becomes extremely important when you need to communicate something to them.”
Uttam Singha, 53, founded the first publishing company to release books in Bishnupriya Manipuri in the United States. Singha lives in Jamaica Estates, Queens.
Once upon a time,
there was an old couple in a land.
They went out to plant taro.
Then, a fox saw them and said,
“Oh, grandma, what are you doing?”
“We are planting taro, dear.”
“Oh, no, not like that. Let me give you some advice.”
“If you take my advice,”
“by tomorrow,”
“your taro potato will grow and you can cook a curry with it.”
Jean James, 39, knew some Lummi from her childhood and began to learn the language more seriously during the pandemic. She works for the Staten Island Ferry.
Hello, my respected friends and relatives.
My name is Jean.
My father is Kwina.
I’m from the Lummi Nation.
By the start of the pandemic, the city had begun official outreach in nine Indigenous languages and recorded videos in several other endangered languages. By reaching these communities in their own languages, New York City offered what is almost certainly the first official recognition that they exist.
Still, Perlin and Kaufman are keenly aware that the corpus they are building — word by word and sometimes syllable by syllable — might someday turn out to be a kind of fossil record.
Outside of the office, Gurung mostly speaks Seke in voice notes to elders overseas or to tell her mother a secret she doesn’t want her sister to hear. On her first trip to Nepal with E.L.A., she ended every interview with the same question: “Do you think our language will survive?”