The charming lady over at Gizzards & Calf Fries (what is a calf fry?) was in a generous mood last week, and she gave me an award. It’s in Portuguese and I think it’s an award for bloggy buddiness or closeness if you like.
An almost hilariously undecipherable translation is attached in Portugueslish, which just adds to the charm. Let me know if you decipher it into English! You can see the text – and the rules if you’re that way inclined – directly here.
Once upon a time, I was a teacher of English as a Foreign Language, and deciphering texts like that was a breeze… And even today I work hard at turning company gobbledydook into plain English.
When reading the award text, I was suddenly transported back to my days of teaching as a VSO (Voluntary Service Overseas) teacher in China. Yup – I spent three years stationed out in the boonies in the rice bowl of China (that’s in the south central part for those of you who don’t know). And I didn’t get paid for it either! (Wait a minute – I’ll just adjust my halo…)
Anyway, out there in the deep countryside, Chinese is spoken in a deep countryside dialect – where the letter ‘r’ does not exist. In fact, Rs (be careful how you say that now!) were replaced by Ls.
So – you can guess what happened, right? On my very first day in the classroom, my students asked me if I liked eating lice. (Answer: yes.)
As a result of this dialect, I spent three years responding to the names: Fi-A-La and Piony or Plofessor Piony (from those students who couldn’t say F either).
Now – where was I before I got sidetracked by those led hellings…
Oh yes – the award! You know me: rules are to be broken… So, I’m making up my own.
Do you want to spread the love? Then sign up here! Instead of ME choosing YOU and giving you an award – I want you to choose yourself! No point being modest now… It’s as easy as eating a whole box of chocolates and then wondering where they have got to. All you have to do is:
- Leave a comment here and tell everyone who you are and why they should read your blog.
Or – if you like – you can tell everyone why you are and who should read your blog.
Or… but – hey – hang on a minute! This blog is supposed to be about me, me, me! And not you…
Come back here! Don’t go off flirting with those other blogs…
Can you tell that I couldn’t really think of a good punch line?