Wednesday, November 19, 2008

" " she said yarkingly

Sitting in the library trying to do some translating. Two problems:
1. “she made a low yarking sound.” Roughly five sixths of that is great. “yarking”: form of “yerk.” Well why didn’t you just say so??
2. My computer (which graciously helps me uncover mysterious like the above mentioned) will redirect me 1,804,260 seconds. That’s 20.8826388888888 days.

Just had the equivalent of mid terms. Lots of tests in fewer days. No longer have any idea how to gage grading outcomes in this country since I did better on my Version translation that my Theme translation. Guess I just knew the correct 1/2000th of the French language and how to perfectly form it. That definitely went better than the grammar test today. Yikes. Hopefully it went ok although I have to admit, I was unable to memorize his 36 pages of select French verbs and the prepositions that come (or don’t) after them in order to determine their meaning. A fair amount of the time ( the naïve French student noted optimistically) it seems like one can just do the horrible Anglicism habit and say “think of”? why that must just be the prepostion 'de'. However...yeah. But no.

So the newest cultural adventure(Side note – How long until I can stop considering it a cultural adventure and start pretending that I actually know what’s going on? End note.)is being in a video for some girls’ English class project. They had to find an Anglophone and interview them and find someone interesting that would lend itself to a 10 minute video (but 15 minutes of recording in order to be edited. Intense. Wait for the outtakes). They’re very nice and pretty hilarious and some with which I should make a painfully blatant effort to become friends. Their level of English is not very high because they’re science nerds and are basically ordered to do that by the European Union or something (the learning English – not the video- also we shall debate the complete injustness of this at a later date). We were thinking about things to do and I said I liked sports so they went off that and then they asked if there were any “hooligans” in sports in the US. I said “why yes, why yes there are.” So then we talked about sports rivalries and I said "have I got a rivalry for you" so they’re going to interview me about the Red Sox v. Yankees. When I told them the name it went like this– “quoi? Les chaussettes rouges?” Well when you say it like that it sounds silly. I’m going to wear my heinous, I mean awesome, American flag shirt that I bought for an occasion like this. And luckily I brought my Maine flag. This is going to be a most excellent cultural exchange.

Alright. Too much library. When did it get dark out?Love and Kisses.

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