I grew up hearing quite a lot of Yiddish and understanding not much of it at all. And that was a good thing in that my parents used it when they didn't want me to understand. Of course by the time I was around to not understand their Yiddish, it was liberally interspersed with English so that to me, one of their exchanges might sound like: Blah blah four thirty blah blah telephone. Blah blah Corydon Avenue. They had emigrated to Canada in their early years from the Pale of Se