Pokemon Go was released in Singapore on 6 August. I held off downloading it for more than a fortnight…… and finally gave up the struggle late Saturday night/early Sunday morning. As they say, if you can’t beat them, join them! (Prior to this, I had never watched a single episode of Pokemon in my life.) Anyway I work in the Central Business District and noticed that people were placing lures at virtually every single PokeStop in the area the whole day round. And I noticed that once the clock hit six, all the Gyms nearby burst into life with the flames of battle. Clearly there are lots of bored office workers around!
This article is essentially about #firstworldproblems!
Free from tyranny of choice
By Gary Hayden
I dislike having too many choices.
I find that the more choices I am given, the less enthusiastic I feel about them.
Previously I wasn’t really sure which I enjoyed more, bacon or ham. But now I am extremely certain that there is nothing quite like bacon. Bacon FTW!!!
Happy 51st National Day!!!
Was window shopping at Raffles City this afternoon, and they were playing all the National Day songs. However on the ground floor, the music couldn’t be heard clearly, so I called the mall to ask that they raise the volume. I told them it was after all once a year! Think the operator must’ve been quite surprised by my request. She asked if I was a tenant or shopper, and replied that she’d forward my feedback to management. Not sure if they eventually increased the sound, but not long after I hung up, I thought the songs sounded just a tad louder. :D
Somehow it feels like all the words I’ve encountered are floating freely in the space of my mind, waiting to be tethered down into the right places with the laws of grammar…
Learning a new language is always…… painful. But now at least I can say, ‘Teng bong! Yo (name). Yo papiah Inggres, China, Singgres kon Kristang. Mutu grandi merseh!’
Translation: ‘How are you? I am (name). I speak English, Chinese and Kristang. Thank you very much!’ In Kristang, of course!
NB Title of this entry means ‘Who (are) you?’ Sophie’s World, a primer on Western philosophy, begins with the eponymous heroine opens her mailbox to find a note with the question ‘Who are you?’ I read that book when I was 14 and enjoyed it tremendously.
My friend Elizabeth flew off on 25 July to begin a yearlong teaching stint at an international school in Foshan, China. So I was chatting with her on Facebook earlier……
E: the work load here is very heavy
at least for me
Me: aiyo… nvm you can do it
just think of your ancestors when they made their way to sg in rickety boats
they did it
you can too! 💪💪
hahahah i like that analogy btw…
it really made me LOL-ed
Rushing to NUS for a 9 am lesson and ending up being late (thankfully, a few others were even later than I was!) certainly brought back memories of the bad ol’ days. Reliving horrid history aside, my very first Kristang lesson this morning was a blast.
At one point, I asked the teacher Kevin if Kristang had any inflections, and he said no, which made it quite simple to learn (which means that it’s probably an analytic language). During the break, one middle-aged lady (who works at the university) told me she thought I was a teacher when she heard me ask about inflections. Haha!
We also played a number of fun games to reinforce the grammar. One was going over to another group to ask them what languages they spoke – all in simple Kristang, of course Our guest teacher, an elderly Eurasian called Mr Bernard Mesenas, commented that I was very serious during this activity, which was very good. :D
(And this is the first time I’m doing a ‘third’ language, not counting studying Japanese at the Ministry of Education Language Centre way back when I was in Secondary 1. The journey from the centre to home was long and tiring, and I gave up the ghost after four months of twice-weekly lessons.)
YES!!! Donald Trump has been elected the Republican presidential nominee!!! Next stop: the White House!!! #trump2016
Since I am now 29, but am not anywhere near my 1000k by 28 goal yet, I am hereby revising it to: 1000k by 29!!!
Way back in my previous life as an linguistics undergrad, I learnt about Kristang, a highly endangered creole spoken mainly by Eurasians of Portuguese descent in Singapore and Malaysia. (I am not one myself.) If I remember correctly, I had toyed with the idea of writing about the language for my ISM paper, but I obviously didn’t speak it nor know anyone who could. Eventually I focused on something else instead.
Last month, I came across this article (which was originally found here). The author, Melissa De Silva, mentioned that she’d been attending Kristang lessons conducted by undergrad Kevin Martens Wong, and best of all, the second round of classes would be starting soon! What an incredible opportunity! Naturally I emailed Kevin to sign up.
Yesterday, Kevin sent all of us an extremely comprehensive email to ‘clear up outstanding administrative matters, and to provide you with details about getting to class and what to bring’. (Word informed me that it was actually 3489 words – much longer than most of the essays I had to write in university! LOL.) Reading it made me quite excited but also a little worried cos I left school eons ago. In her article, Melissa noted that Kevin ‘basically learned Kristang on his own by reading up (and memorising!) the scant available material on the language, such as dictionaries and books and poetry collections written by … Joan Marbeck’, so I’m hoping it won’t be too difficult.
Now, I’m counting down the days to my very first lesson!!! :D
Yesterday I was 28 and today I begin my 30th revolution around the sun. :)
(ZOMG! 30th!!! :O)
“I wish it need not have happened in my time,” said Frodo.
“So do I,” said Gandalf, “and so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.”
JRR Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring