Oh là là,
I am planning a dream trip to France!
So,
since January 1st, I've been taking a crash course in the language
that brought you the guillotine.
The
program is one of those CD numbers with plenty of online features, and I am
proud to say that if we met on a Parisian avenue, I could tell you that I am
fourteen years old and have red hair.
Neither
of which are true.
But that’s
not the worst of it.
I've smacked into an unexpected problem while learning this new means of expression —
I can’t stop
thinking about all of the fresh and French poetic possibilities…
Exhibit
#1:
Il y a
un poisson
dans ma
boisson!
Oh, mon
Dieu.
Sacre
bleu!
Translation:
There is
a fish
in my
drink!
Oh, my
God.
Heavens to
Betsy!
Yeah, I
know.
WAY
better in French.
PROMPT: Studies have found that learning a
second language actually enhances abstract and creative thinking! Challenge
yourself today by creating a poem in something other than your mother tongue.
After all, useful phrases like calling a cab or reporting your actual age are
highly overrated.
Deutsch
ReplyDeleteEs gibt einen Fisch
in meinen Drink!
Oh mein Gott.
Gut Himmel, Betsy!
Ich liebe es, Jewel!! (Yes, right now I am keeping all fingers crossed that I can trust Google translate and have not just unwittingly told you off! :)) Have a great day!
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