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I kept thinking these days that most of us consider English as a second language, a privileged linguistic area from which we take words/phrases and "jargonize" our Romanian sometimes pushing it up to extremes. I also believe it to be nourishment to our minds as a lot of info provided by media comes to us through this means, the music we psychedelically apprehend and feel is mostly filtered through this language, our job which demands it more and more imperatively nowadays. It's a river of words which we fish sometimes to appease our hunger of expression, of more meaningful communication, caringly making use, but also carelessly making abuse of.
I thought we might create a virtual space here where we could share opinions, exercise our minds in other languages than our own, enhance our skills in writing and speaking-in-writing through colloquialisms. If this be taken enthusiastically, I suggest we have session of conversation in other languages as well (Francais, Deutsch, Italiano, Espagnol, so on and so forth), perhaps it suits us well to get to improve language skills with pleasure and along with friends than alone trying to decipher the mystery of grammar stuff or so. We may talk about certain issues or let the flow of language follow its way, it's up to you. As a topic starter I thought of demanding you about what you think of the following affirmation; feel free to state your point of view, discuss, argue, whatever. Here it is: (IMG:style_emoticons/default/pistolar.gif) It's a challenge! The master in the art of living makes little distinction between his work and his play, his labor and his leisure, his mind and his body, his information and his recreation, his love and his religion. He hardly knows which is which. He simply pursues his vision of excellence at whatever he does, leaving others to decide whether he is working or playing. To him he's always doing both. -James A. Michener, attributed |
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A Teacher's Prayer
I want to teach my students how-- To live this life on earth, To face its struggles and its strife And to improve their worth. Not just the lesson in a book, Or how the rivers flow, But to choose the proper path, Wherever they may go. To understand eternal truth, And know right from wrong, And gather all the beauty of A flower and a song, For if I help the world to grow In wisdom and grace, Then I feel that I have won And I have filled my place. And so I ask your guidance, God That I may do my part, For character and confidence And happiness of heart. In memoriam, frau professor Lacramioara Vancu, memebra a catedrei de limba si literatura engleza a Liceului teoretic "Nikolaus Lenau", Timisoara, stinsa din viata astazi, 22 noiembrie 2007, la aproape 60 de ani, neavand pe nimeni ca familie decat pe elevii scolii noastre. May you rest in peace! (IMG:style_emoticons/default/rip.gif) This post has been edited by walpurgik: Nov 22 2007, 07:44 PM |
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