Posted On: 09/20/2013 10:22:19 PM
Post# of 72436
speaking of talking like pirates
OT: When wife and I drove around Ireland, we sometimes came upon TV channels where I thought they were speaking some Eastern European language and I kept wondering why they kept catering to what had to be a small minority in the country. Took a couple of days to realize it was the native Irish language, Gaelic or Celtic, and it was beyond trying to understand. We stayed at a small home one night where the kids went to a school that ONLY spoke this native language and the Mother laughed and said she could understand it but could only barely speak it so her kids asked her not to speak when their friends were over because they said she sounded really dumb when speaking it and embarrassed them. I can imagine what would have happened to me if I said something like that to my Mom in her own home!
The language I can listen to all day and never get tired of is Cajun. It puts a smile on my face no matter what they are saying. I have heard a lot of Thibodeaux and Boudreaux jokes and I'm rolling on the floor without even a punch line, just the way the story is told cracks me up. I envy those with the gift of being able to pick up accents easily and tell stories with local sounding jargon.
OT: When wife and I drove around Ireland, we sometimes came upon TV channels where I thought they were speaking some Eastern European language and I kept wondering why they kept catering to what had to be a small minority in the country. Took a couple of days to realize it was the native Irish language, Gaelic or Celtic, and it was beyond trying to understand. We stayed at a small home one night where the kids went to a school that ONLY spoke this native language and the Mother laughed and said she could understand it but could only barely speak it so her kids asked her not to speak when their friends were over because they said she sounded really dumb when speaking it and embarrassed them. I can imagine what would have happened to me if I said something like that to my Mom in her own home!
The language I can listen to all day and never get tired of is Cajun. It puts a smile on my face no matter what they are saying. I have heard a lot of Thibodeaux and Boudreaux jokes and I'm rolling on the floor without even a punch line, just the way the story is told cracks me up. I envy those with the gift of being able to pick up accents easily and tell stories with local sounding jargon.
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