Posts made in September, 2012

Second-hand Language

Posted on Sep 25, 2012 | 2 comments

Second-hand Language

To live is to learn, to learn is to grow, and to grow is to change.

Life is comprised of change. As children we grow and change physically; add more words, both beautiful and vulgar, to our vocabularies; learn what it is to love, what it is to be hurt. We grow older and we learn what it is to care for someone else even more than we care for ourselves. In some unfortunate cases, age brings with it the learned behavior to resist change. These are processes of life and sometimes change can be a scary and overwhelming thing. Beginning a life abroad can be described almost entirely through that word ‘change’.

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Words of the Week – 17/9/12

Posted on Sep 17, 2012 | 9 comments

Throughout my blogging history I’ve always found the blog platform a healthy motivation and inspiration for language-learning. Since I’ve been living in Belgium I’ve had to begin learning Dutch. It is true that Dutch-speaking Belgians are quite talented with languages; as an English speaker, I could probably navigate Ghent for years with few problems while only speaking English. However, I do think it’s essential to learn the local language for many reasons.

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The magical qualities of fog.

Posted on Sep 4, 2012 | 2 comments

The magical qualities of fog.

There is something about a foggy morning that always makes me contemplative. I remember waking up as a child to find that the neighborhood was covered in fog; every morning like this always seemed like a magical one to me. I knew the fog would only last for a few hours, but during that time, everything that was familiar became more mysterious. It was an elusive substance; fog. I spent many childhood hours chasing after it on foot or bike, never able to succeed in catching it.

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Katerdag

Posted on Sep 1, 2012 | 2 comments

Katerdag
Katerdag – A look into a week in the life of Dorian Gray.

In this photo, he’s sleeping in his home within a home; his cathouse. This is how I usually find him in the mornings, camped out in his little house or curled up cozily in the window. He purrs his distinct goeiemorgen (good morning) purr and climbs down from his sleeping place to await his breakfast. He has become a bilingual cat in the sense that he has learned to ignore both English and Dutch.

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