I am a man of justice. I am adamant about making fun of other people, even when the level of their English knowledge is palpably and utterly weak. Yes I do sound as if I am boasting around, but after so many people keep on attacking me by claiming that I am just trying to show off, I will well and truly top trump them by doing so.
What is that all about? When I see you all sitting down on a desk for three hours a day, writing something meaningful rather than Facebook statuses, then I will take you seriously with your non-show off English knowledge. Or as a wise man once said: ''Every accomplishment, starts with the desire to try.'' And that is exactly what I am doing. I have a goal, and I have set the bar for myself to clear. I want to improve my language, and I am sorry, but if I do not refer to using flummoxing words, I might just as well stick to internet porn forums where the language is slang at its best.
The other day I met a rather sizeable bloke. He was American, and was from the Golden State of California. You'd think that because English is his native language, he'd be jolly good at writing it, and near as makes no difference, perfect at speaking it. Well, as it turned out, he did actually learn some crucial words right from day one, such as ''Burger'', ''V8'', ''Gun'' and ''Ham and Cheese Sandwich''. This was all just fine, until we got to the complex activity of constructing a written sentence. I promise you, a Bhutanese shall be able to express himself more fluently. This bloke's vocabulary could have been top trumped by a Chinese with a Down Syndrome, and I can bet my left leg that his knowledge about the world could only be fairly compared to this of tribesmen. To him, the Atlas was ''Livre Interdit'' and the only place where he could make any cultural references to Hollywood was the ''Apple'' store. I was well and truly mesmerised by the fact that there still are people that limited, prowling the face of the Earth.
So I was clearly startled when I realised that I could make do with my vocabulary from kindergarten, because to him, the rest of the words that were spewed out of my mouth, were nothing but the chaos theory in sound waves. But I have my weak spot as well, since I lack the proper word knowledge to describe the sheer amounts of food which he ingested at KFC. With that amount of food, one will be able to eradicate hunger in Africa. Hell, It might even make the Chinese fat...But no! This guy ate all of it, in one go as if it was a nugget. And then I thought about it. Life in America must be doddle. You go to work, earn some money to pay for your health insurance. When all of this is dealt with, you take a massive loan with which you get yourself a Truck, a house and some more electrical goodies to enhance your healthy lifestyle. After this, it is all a child's play. You keep on borrowing from the banks to pay off all your liabilities, and it goes on until you end up munching KFC at God's breakfast table. EASY!
Sometimes one wonders why is the USA the only superpower there is. I am aware that most people in America are certainly not even close to that guy, but the question that tortures me, is why are there such individuals? Why is it so hard, to get off your balloon, and live a healthier lifestyle... And it is scientifically proven to make one happier....Just my two cents.
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