I live in a country
that has 11 official languages. Yes, you
read right ELEVEN. Most whities like me
speak English and Afrikaans. Afrikaans
is very similar to Dutch.
I have an Afrikaans
Mom and an English Dad. I started off my
life speaking English. When I was 2 and
a half I went to live with my Grandparents for a few months. Afrikaans then became my primary
language. My family say that we were the
oddest family. My Mom and Dad would
speak Afrikaans to each other which was amusing enough as my Dad’s Afrikaans
was terrible. They spoke English to my
siblings and Afrikaans to me.
At the age of 5 I went
to primary school. My Mom did not like
the Afrikaans primary school so she decided to put me in the English one. Overnight everybody stopped speaking
Afrikaans to me and started speaking English to me.
Jessica my youngest
has never had Afrikaans friends. We don’t
speak any Afrikaans at home. Her Afrikaans
is very poor. I am trying to remedy this
as she has to do a second language at school and we have to up her Afrikaans
for her to pass. When Jess was very
little we lived in a very Afrikaans community.
Jess’ sisters speak Afrikaans fluently.
Raewyn phones Jess the
other day after saying that they will speak Afrikaans:
Jess:
“Vandag”
Raewyn laughing:
“What?”
Jess:
“I am greeting you in
Afrikaans.”
Raewyn:
“Jess, “vandag” means “today”
For the past two days
I have been helping Jess prepare for her Afrikaans exam on Monday. Yesterday I fed her smarties (similar to
M&Ms) in exchange for correct answers and today I am feeding her jelly
tots. I told her fortunately she does
not get many right or she would be getting fat.
Jess thinks if she says English words using an Afrikaans accent it will
suffice. We have had a lot of fights and
fits of laughter with all her special interpretations of Afrikaans words.
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