I'm taking Latin for Reading Knowledge. Delightfully [sigh], it meets for three hours a day, three days a week. My teacher is an Irishman, and after listening to him for a considerable chunk of time in the morning, I sometimes find myself thinking with an Irish accent.
This phenomenon was at its most interesting when it converged with a song running through my head, "She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy."
Friday, June 22, 2007
Summer School Side Effect
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After a few days in England, I found myself taking on an English accent. You should be glad yours is only in your head. It is kinda embarrassing to realize that you're talking to an Englishman in a really bad English accent, he was probably wondering why some stupid American was mocking him. At least I wasn't in France, I probably would have been killed.
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