Dear DiaLog,
Sorry about Liv. I seriously need to put
some extra privacy settings on this thing. Forgive me for going a little crazy
these first few hours… days… possibly weeks. I tend to go a little overboard
with this kind of thing. But I guess if you get bored you can just not read
anymore… or let me know in the comments so I can be a little more ‘upbeat’ as
my sister would say.
Like I said… I have 2 sisters. Teresa (or
Terri as practically everyone calls her) is kind of… rebellious? She’s the one
who gets home at 3 in the morning and you’re like, ‘where have you been?’ and
she’s like, ‘nowhere’. She’s 19, but I swear sometimes my 14-year-old sister
Abigail’s so much more mature than her. Abigail’s kind of the quiet, perfect
one. Imagine loose blonde curls, tied back in braids, waist high, knee length
skirt with black tights and white flats (shoes, not coffee) usually reading or
playing her keyboard. Yep. Picture perfect. And my 20 something year old
brother Bradley’s much the same… but he lives in the city somewhere with his
laptop and his dream job. *Sigh* Oh and
did I mention he speaks French? Jealous… although I can totally fake it with
Google Translator… for example, here’s the email he sent me yesterday. (I know.
Email. He refuses to get Facebook because of some anti social media activist
group he joined…)
Sis! Hey!
Got that blog running yet?
Sis! Hey!
Got that blog running yet?
I was intrigued when you said you were
learning French at school this year so SURPRISE! I’m going to write the rest of
this email in French. *Rest of thrilling email in French…*
(This is
the part where I stick it in Google translator and cross my fingers.)
My reply… (take a note out of my book… go on… open that tab and copy paste away… http://translate.google.com/)
My reply… (take a note out of my book… go on… open that tab and copy paste away… http://translate.google.com/)
Hé frère Bradley!
Il est évident que mon français est incroyable. J'espère que vous pouvez réellement comprendre ce que c'est ce que je dis. Pouvez-vous croire que la moitié de ma classe utilise Google Translator pour leurs missions françaises? Ils sont des tricheurs tells!!!
Of course when that’s translated BACK into English it reads something like this…
Hey brother Bradley!
Il est évident que mon français est incroyable. J'espère que vous pouvez réellement comprendre ce que c'est ce que je dis. Pouvez-vous croire que la moitié de ma classe utilise Google Translator pour leurs missions françaises? Ils sont des tricheurs tells!!!
Of course when that’s translated BACK into English it reads something like this…
Hey brother Bradley!
It
is obvious that my French is incredible. I really hope you can understand that
this is what I say. Can you believe that half my class uses Google Translator
French for their missions? They are cheaters said!
Particularly loving the fact that my French class has ‘missions’ instead of assignments. Who knew my teacher was secretly training a force of assignment- cheating French-speaking agents. ‘Said!’
Particularly loving the fact that my French class has ‘missions’ instead of assignments. Who knew my teacher was secretly training a force of assignment- cheating French-speaking agents. ‘Said!’
LOVE!
Allie
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