There are times when I think of Fisher, bent over his bag of tools, and wish that he could build more than just objects, that he could take bones and skin and souls and nail and screw them together in different patterns. That he could take the raw materials and build me a new self…
Tag: language
Sign Language
In November, I published a post called Lost in Translation which paid homage to the quirky, often head-scratching signs I have spotted in Denmark and surrounds. My family is in on the game now, and even some friends, who e-mail me snapshots of confusing, humorous, or just downright weird signs. In a spoken language that doesn’t pronounce…
I say tomato, He says tomahto
My kids got a bit shafted on the mother tongue front. Although they have dual citizenship, both my husband and I hail from English-speaking backgrounds. He speaks raisonnable French, enough to roughly translate the menu as “something beef with something something red sauce”. I can carry on a basic conversation en español después de dos o tres…
Wine and Cheese (Doodles) 