Herself (who has been elected to a national student body and is talking about a workshop): One of the boys in my group was a bit mean about Irish.
Mr. Waffle: How?
Her: He said that it was a dead language and why did we bother learning through it.
Mr. Waffle: What did you say?
Her: I said that they studied Latin at his school and it was a lot more dead and he didn’t seem to have a problem with that.
Mr. Waffle: Incendiat.
There is a real pleasure in playing with words and language, I failed Latin O level, scraped French O level, have enough Afrikaans to run a diamond recovery plant and understand enough Hebrew to understand New York humour. Fortunately I loved to read and that balances things out. What do you call a person who drops to many Hebrew words into their conversation? An oyster…..oy vey indeed.
I know, aren’t languages a constant source of pleasure? I am very impressed by your Afrikaans. I learned a bit of Dutch but I was always quite useless at it and never able to convey anything beyond the most completely basic messages.