Soo... one of the funniest things about living in a family that was born out of the U.S. is the way they pronounce things. Of course, I have my own way of pronouncing things that my friends just absolutely love to point out to me (pillow = pellow, Galveston = GalVESTon, etc.) but that's not the point. -grins- My dad's the funniest though. For example, today, my family went out to eat at Taco Bell. I decided to try the Crunchwrap and my family was looking on interestedly because we've never ordered it before. My dad tried pronouncing it two times, ending up with Sun-crab and Crunchcrap. -raises eyebrow- The second one is my personal favorite. hehe... Apparently, he has a problem with words with "cr" and "wr", among others.
Then there was another time where I was telling my dad how to get to a friend's house. At one point in my instruction via the new age technology called a cell phone, I was telling him to turn at a road whose first letter started with a "C"(I forgot the name). My dad didn't catch that so I tried to explain it by saying "You know, a 'C' like in 'cookie'!" -snort- His response was "Ohh! A 'K'!" He eventually got it though.
My dad also told me about a story once about one of his brothers (yes, one of them, since he has 9 brothers and sisters) named Thomas. He said that when they first came here, their English wasn't... very good. Well, one day, Uncle Thomas was driving with my dad into a gas station to fill up his car. All of the pumps were full except for one and when Thomas drove up to it, he drove right out. My dad asked him why did he do that and he replied that he couldn't pronounce the number of the pump because they were in California and you pay before you gas 'er up. The number was twelve and the first time Thomas had to say that, the cashier couldn't understand him since he kept on trying to say the number but it came out as very different variations of the number. haha... My family rocks.
Now onto one of my grandma's friends. She (my grandma's friend) went to KFC one day to get some chicken wings for dinner - or something of the sort. She didn't know what it was called in English so she commenced to putting on a performance for the cashier. -smirk- She started to say variations of the word "chicken" and began flapping her arms up and down after every time that she said "chicken". -snort- I could totally see an elderly Asian woman do that. haha... That'd crack me up in no time! Fortunately, the cashier understood what the woman was trying to convey.
-sigh- Living in a family like this has its ups and downs but I seriously enjoy it as it is great entertainment.
Oh yes, I ended up making a new blog just for my HP Fic Recs. I feel like I've accomplished so much when I post! -smiles-
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