This week I’m looking forward to easy-to-understand, unaccented English.
Unfortunately, this probably means no Jawjan weather forecasts, but as a bonus it probably means no talking plants either. Net win! 
Before you hijack, what languages do you speak?
P.S. Nuts & BooFae look up & wave later.
Sorry but I just had to go and drag my aksent in here… 
And be grateful I didn’t bring any of my English coworkers!
Happy Moonday!
Although it is never happy to be up this early.
It’s also go to armpit day and that makes it doubly unhappy.
It’s supposed to be rainy and cool today, I’ll need to pull out some long sleeved shirts.
Just so you know, I have no accent.
None whatsoever. Oh sure, my family in California say I do, but they deny having one and anybody with ears can hear it. Especially when my uncle dated a Valley Girl fer sure.
However, I have no accent. People in Baltimore do, based on what part of Baltimore they are from. People in Annapolis do, but those of us in the middle, no accent at all, zero, zip, zilch, nada.
I grew up in a no accent dead zone.
Or maybe my father’s northern PA accent canceled out my mother’s southern WV accent.
I used to be pretty comfortable with Spanish, but I have long forgotten most of it.
Anyway SSDD
::Glares:: @ Nava
Walking the terminal there are at least 1/2 dozen real restaurants, plus two duty-free stores w/ Lindt, Toblerone, & other snacks. Go thru Passport Kontrol & there is a single stand w/ a whopping three choices of sammich. :smack: :mad:
Back when I was a silly schoolgirl, I wanted to be a language teacher - partly because languages seem to come easily to me, partly because of the massive crush I had on a student teacher in my first French class. To that end, I took 5 years of French and 3 years of Spanish. Then I joined the Navy and that was it with teaching languages.
Over the course of my career, I had Puerto Rican and Spanish coworkers and while we didn’t converse in their native tongue, I understood a fair bit when they’d slow down. Maybe that’s why they didn’t speak slowly around me…
I did a tiny, little, itty-bitty mini-mester of conversational Japanese, meaning I learned to introduce myself and not much more. When I was a kid, my mom tried to teach me Polish, but I wasn’t interested at the time, and when I was interested, she’d forgotten too much - especially after Dad’s parents died, since they didn’t speak English, so Mom stayed in practice talking with them.
In college, I took 2 semesters of German. The first one was great - our teacher was from Berlin. The second was taught by an arrogant ass of a grad student who sucked swampwater. I don’t speak Italian, but I was deployed to Sicily for 6 months, and my familiarity with French and Spanish helped me understand random signs and menus in Italian.
I grew up in the Baltimore suburbs, but I don’t have the Baltimore accent. I can’t even do it, which is weird, because I’m usually pretty good with that sort of thing. One cousin definitely has the Bawlmer “o” which is hard to describe if you’ve never heard it.
Speaking of Jawja - where’s the bear? He hasn’t been here or on FB since Thursday! I don’t recall him saying he was going away. I’m kinda worried here.
It poured all night and it’s still raining some, but it’s supposed to stop raining and maybe even show some sun before a chance of more rain this evening. We’ll see how that goes.
Meanwhile, Happy Moanday!!
Blurf.
I took 3 years of Spanish in high school, 1 year of German in college, and I picked up a smattering of Korean when I was into Tae Kwon Do. The languages I know best are C++, Java, and assembler.
Welp, I guess that means I’ll have to take over Southern duties in the MMP this week. 
Just an FYI: this is not what an NC accent sounds like. That is Fake Southern and an affront to all that is both right and good. Mr. Galifinakis should really know better. (I’m still going to see the movie, though. I remember when the true story it’s based onhappened.)
I was planning on going outside today and enjoying my new lawn chair that I’ve only been able to sit in once. Then the rain decided to fall. I guess going outside is for chumps. 
Plans for the day include getting my tires rotated, getting gas, and sending my resume out on a few trips. I have a head gasket issue I need to get checked out, but since I got sick Friday and couldn’t call the fixit shop for to schedule a look-see for today and I have a dr’s appointment next Monday I guess I’ll have to get it done in May. I do need to get the control arm on my wiper blades replaced. I wonder if Meineke can do that?
American English as first language, Ontario English as second language, fluent Mexican Spanish, can get by in High German, can read enough French, Italian, and Portuguese to get by, and survival-level English.
I’m also quite good at understanding the various Indian English accents, which, despite being native speakers of the language, are about as easy to understand as Chinese speakers with the untrained ear.
There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t hear a non-native accent. Aside from the Chinese, we’ve got Aussies, Germans, Mexicans, Italians, Danes, English, Americans, Canadians, Asian Indians, South Africans, and probably some more that I’m missing.
I’m fluent in Polish, and am still pretty decent at Spanish considering it was on the standard American high-school timeline. Probably only because I used to speak Portuguese - it’s actually my 1st language (in the sense that I learned it first) even though it’s not my primary language (in the sense that I’ve retained almost none of it.)
Also, this really ought to be one of those mornings when doughnuts or bagels or some kind of free food with a hole in it magically appears at work.
Up, caffeinated, working closing shift tonight. I took 3 years of French, and a year of German in high school. Of course the one time I needed the French to talk to these cute French girls, the only thing I could think of was “Je suis un chien.”(I am a dog):smack:
Nava! : tacklehug : Welcome back!
Bathisar, I once had to do an (American)English to (Indian)English translation at work. Watching all that Doctor Who over the last 30 years paid off.
Bonjour, mes amis!
I speak English as my first language, and I’ve also studied French most of my life, so I’m pretty good at it. My last steady day job was entirely in French.
I studied German for one term in junior college and don’t remember much of the language. I would’ve liked to take more than one term of German studies, but the school system was weird and didn’t let me take more than one term of language in the program that I was in.
I had a semester of German, a foreign language credit being required for engineers.
I can only offer you this from the immortal Mark Twain, in a German grocery buying peas:
I am going to buy him, I am going to cook her, I am going to eat it.
I took 4 years of high school Spanish and 2 years of college French. Can say “how are you” “what is your name” etc. I know enough to read menus and get around on public transport. I’m probably most fluent in Pig Latin though.
I’m from Chicago but DO NOT have a Chicago accent. I do not say “sah-sej” or “Chi-cah-go.” Or “souf” or “norf.” I certainly do not say “da Bears.” I am going to Kentucky later this week so I will be hearing all sorts of southern accents. AND eating at the Waffle House!
I has a rainy Moanday flavored blurf.
I can read a bit of Hebrew, and speak it a little; I can read and speak French enough to be understood in Quebec, but I might have trouble in France; I tried to learn Esperanto, but never made it past lesson six. Likewise Spanish (Latin style, not Castillian). I can do accents and dialects for several American and British regions and some European languages, thanks to my theatre training.
Accents? Oh Boy do I have an accent. I have lived in Florida 24 years but still have a very strong Georgia accent. I get asked nearly everyday where I am from. It just will not go away. :smack: I have decided I should just learn to love it. When I go to Georgia these days I notice mine is not as bad as it could be.
Happy Moanday all! I am at irk as usual but the day is not too crazy yet.
Yinz people with chur accents n’nat.
Does “vulgar” count? If so I am proud to admit that I once made a Marine DI blush after dropping a heavy object on myself.
English and old form Yakhirghiz well, basic conversational German (Low and High), enough Old Slavonic to pray and enough Japanese, Chinese, Spanish, Polish, Italian, Abenaki, Seneca and Russian to get slapped, start a fight, or find the appropriate place to take a major dump. French I have tried and tried to learn but other than the basic commands in the archaic form I am a total loss.
Whew! I am sweaty and pooped and in serious need of a shower. I did my hour of yard duty, transplanting 5 peonies, and 6 or 7 little clumps of ground cover - some creeping phlox, some other stuff that I can’t remember what it is. It’s not all that hot out, but boy, is it humid!! I’m having some ice water and thinking about lunch. This would be a good time for the Lunch Fairy to pop in.
OK, this is getting worrisome. The **Bear **has been missing since Thurs. Does anyone have his phone number? He wasn’t feeling well early last week, and now my imagination is running amok. Too bad OYKW doesn’t post here. Dammit. 
SWAMPY! Come out, come out wherever you are!
To answer the OP, I still speak a smattering of French (2 years in HS), so-so Spanish (2 years in HS, lived in sever Latino neighborhoods), can still read some church Latin (Thanks, Father Martin), am fluent in several southern US dialects and am a native speaker of unaccented, newscaster midwestern English. 
wet one, Kentucky doesn’t really speak Southern.
I think I’ve solved the mystery of the men’s medium bikini drawers under the bed. After racking my brain remembering everyone who has stayed at my apartment in the last few years and two different conversations with Sis in Houston, we figured out that they belonged to my ex-BIL’s business partner.
A couple of years ago, I left to go up north the weekend before Thanksgiving. Sis was leaving Houston a few days later for Indiana. Her hubby’s business partner was headed to New Jersey the same day.
It seems that Carlos (the business partner) has a horrible habit of getting sidetracked on trips and could have easily spent a week just to get to Garden City, so he asked to follow Sis to keep him on task. She asked me if it was ok for him to stay at my house with her (she has keys) since they were both traveling with small dogs that made accomodations a bit trickier. She crashed on the couch and he took the bed. Evidently, he slept commando. :eek:
I’ll second that. I’m not ready to go all skip-tracer on him but this MMP is not being as relaxing as I would wish.
But there is:
A completely likely and believable story. I may save that just in case I need it some day. 
MMMOOOOOMMMM Sent you a PM…