tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175890615529726581.post3418091407114598396..comments2024-01-15T22:10:32.951+03:00Comments on The Turkish Life: Multilingual malapropismsThe Turkish Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298420450701642296noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175890615529726581.post-16367623733902806032010-01-28T17:28:38.948+02:002010-01-28T17:28:38.948+02:00There is always confusion between b'tch and wh...There is always confusion between b'tch and wh're due to faulty film translations. As an English teacher, having to explain to the technical definition of one ( a female dog) and the other (a prostitute) was something i enjoyed only my first year when being naughty was cool. <br />Off topic a bit but...<br />One of my students in an adult conversation class one time asked me what the C-word meant. (If it had been slapstick, my wig would have flown in the air.) He had heard it in a rap song. Thanks Snoop Dog! <br />Like an imbecile, I made the fatal mistake of saying, "Please do NOT use this word in class. It is one of the worst words in English." Immediately the classroom was buzzing and students were falling all over themselves to learn the word. Hangsi? Hangsi? Ne dede?nomadhttp://nomadicjoe.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175890615529726581.post-77116237238266080862010-01-22T16:32:29.433+02:002010-01-22T16:32:29.433+02:00OMG, @Nomad, that pool comment is hilarious!! I al...OMG, @Nomad, that pool comment is hilarious!! I always thought the idea of çöp şis was funny too.<br /><br />Another good one, quoting a patient angry about the recent doctors' strike:<br /><br />"What about their Hypocrite oath?"The Turkish Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02298420450701642296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175890615529726581.post-21031349981334264632010-01-21T19:48:37.704+02:002010-01-21T19:48:37.704+02:00Garbage shish? YumGarbage shish? YumNomadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03686282358562565742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175890615529726581.post-72152187689844165932010-01-19T12:20:27.263+02:002010-01-19T12:20:27.263+02:00When I first moved here, I had trouble with the di...When I first moved here, I had trouble with the differences between çilek/çelik/çiçek... imagine my host's confusion when I asked her, "what the hell is a strawberry door?" I kept seeing all these signs on shops for "çelik kapı".<br /><br />They still call me "çilek kapı".<br /><br />Personally, I love the whole making fun/being made fun of thing... it takes the seriousness out of feeling like you have to get things right all the time, if everyone can just relax and giggle with each other.Melissa Mapleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14405491953460100481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175890615529726581.post-61737910152921760292010-01-18T16:24:48.165+02:002010-01-18T16:24:48.165+02:00One of the funniest things I ever read was a broch...One of the funniest things I ever read was a brochure for a deluxe hotel in one of the outlying areas of Turkey. Cross my heart, it read, "You may come and relieve yourself in our pools." <br />Thinking of it from the Turkish point of view, it sounds like a perfectly appropriate thing to do.Nomadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03686282358562565742noreply@blogger.com