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EYO, I GOT SOME QUESTIONS TO ASK YOU
Hello friends,
I’m curious about something—and I love collecting empirical data (maybe it’s the autism/j 🤔). I wanted to do something about it,
So, I have some questions:
1. How many languages do you speak? (You can include ones you’re not fluent in, but please specify)
2. What are they?
Follow up: how many of your friends speak the same language(s)?
3. Where did you grow up (Country, state, province or whatever)?
Follow up: Describe your neighborhood to me, was it nice, bad, expensive, cheap, etc.
4. How financially well off were you as a child?
Follow up: If you feel comfortable sharing, what was the income your parent(s) made?
5. What ethnicity are you?
6. What job do you have now?
Follow up: And if you feel comfortable sharing, how much money do you make? (Also, please add if your pay is salaried or hourly)
Finally, what are some interesting facts about your language?
This is for a little project of my own that I’m doing. I know there are some issues in the school system (I’m an American, what do I expect) and I got curious. I want to see how many factors play in to the amount of languages someone speaks.
Most of the time, education is expensive—at least in the U.S it is (our public school system is shit). Yet, languages seem to be an outlier. The prissy rich white kids that can barely speak English, let alone a lick of Spanish, present an exception to the rule (education is expensive).
Also, a lot of my friends speak more than one language, but the American school system requires them to learn two while *in school*. Also, a lot of them speak languages that aren’t taught at my school— like Tagalog, Hindi, Gujarati, German, Russian, etc.— and I’m wondering if there’s a pattern to it.
Bíodh lá maith agat a chairde agus Que tengan buen día amigos
Does anyone else on the pagan community feel genuine love for their deities? Not in the romantic sense, but more in the way you love a family member. It's especially strong coming from a religion where you never felt a genuine connection to "your" God. You felt fear, obligation, confusion, curiosity, and maybe love on some level, but this love is different.
It is finally understanding the feeling people around you described from being in church every Sunday. It's growing up finding the congregation's hands in the air, the singing and crying, the raw emotion to be... unusual, strange. What were they feeling? How can I feel this way? You try to forge that connection, but you're never successful. You start to doubt the God you grew up with. You wonder if he hates you, or if you're not trying hard enough — if you're broken.
...Then, one day, you find what you've been searching for all this time, somewhere else. You experience the feeling of finally meeting your soulmate, finally finding your place or your tribe. You experience the pure joy, the peace, the childlike wonder, the longing, the wisdom, the bond, the reverence, the admiration. You experience an unfamiliar tightness In your chest when you pray to them or make offerings.
I've never felt more in love than I am with my gods. Ive never felt more at home, more at peace.
I hope to feel this way for the rest of my days, because what is life without the gods? What is life without something beyond this world, yet at the same time, an integral part of understanding the meaning of existence on this physical plane — on this planet?
Winter vocab in Irish ❄
geimhreadh: winter
sa gheimhreadh: in winter
Nollaig: December
Eanáir: January
Feabhra: February
fuar: cold
aimsir fhuar: cold weather
sioc: frost
gaoth: wind
báisteach: rain
sneachta: snow
fear sneachta: snowman
liathróid sneachta: snowball
oighear: ice
geansaí: jumper / sweater
cóta: coat
lámhainní: gloves
scairf: scarf
This was a home once - Part I
