Tag: language
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Far Cough
Yesterday Kai asked me if I knew what a fart and cough at the same time was called. I said, “No, do you?” He said yes and then took out the last consonant of “fart” and joined it with “cough” to make one word. I told him never to say it again.
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Your Grandfather’s Mother Tongue Is it?
I had great fun at the last minute pop-up Talkingcock In Parliament 3 organised by Colin, Yen Yen and others on Saturday evening. There was a great variety of speakers anyhowly hum-tumming what Mother Tongue means to us because it’s been anyhowly hum-tummed into our lives. This is what I said: My Hokkien mother spoke…
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Milestones
Kai pooped in his potty. Not once, but twice and almost three times. He missed his hattrick only because I was busy putting the dishes in the sink and he went in his diaper before I could sit him down. Then there’s the reading. About a week ago, he started reading the letters on his…
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Banker!
We’ve been very lucky to have a baby boy who’s so easy to look after. He eats well, is able to play by himself, and sleeps mostly to a schedule, and when we’re eating out, he’s able to sit at the table for up to an hour – enough for us to finish our meal…
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There’s that R-word again
No, the other R-word. I don’t really care about Pastor Rony Tan and his idiocy – he’s of the same cloth, as far as I’m concerned, as the evangelical pastor in the U.S. who once made his point against migrants from non-English speaking backgrounds by famously declaring that “if English was good enough for Jesus,…