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Thursday, August 25, 2011

English Language

Do you know the feeling when you have so much to say and so you don't know where to start? That's me right now. I've just started year 12 this week and it's been crazy. But I'm going to post-pone that until I gather my thoughts.

For now I would like to share with you this poem thing that my Spanish teacher gave us. He was talking about how English is the hardest language to learn, mainly because of how things are spelt really different to how they sound sometimes and other stuff. And I like this a lot. So here you go:

Hints on Pronunciation for Foreigners

I take it you already know
of tough and bough and cough and dough?
Others may stumble but not you,
on hiccough, thorough, laugh and through.
Well done! And now you wish, perhaps,
to learn of less familiar traps?
Beware of heard a dreadful word
that looks like beard and sounds like bird.
And dead: it's sad like bed, not bead
For goodness' sake don't call it 'deed'!
Watch out for meat and great and threat
(They rhyme with suite and straight and debt.)
A moth is not a moth in mother
Nor both in bother, broth in brother,
And here is not a match for there,
Nor dear and fear for bear and pear,
And then there's dose and rose and lose --
Just look them up -- and goose and choose,
And cork and work and card and ward,
And font and front and word and sword.
And do and go and thwart and cart --
Come, come, I've hardly made a start!
A dreadful language? Man alive!
I'd mastered it when I was five!

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