|I feel a gheegle coming on.|
The Russian one, "pochemuchka" makes sense, since "pochemu" means "why?" and the suffix "chka" means little one. So I guess it literally means "Little Why". I think all of my kids have been "pochemuchkas" at one point or another in their lives. Amazingly, there's a website for kids called Pochemuchka!! (Unfortunately you have to read Russian to understand it). And check out this article with more info about the word. I myself am a huge "Pochemuchka".
My sister and I still speak in "Japanese-isms" to each other. They are such ingrained parts of my thought processes that I blurt them out sometimes with my husband and he looks at me like I'm in the early stages of dementia. When he's in a hurry and I have some little things to get done, I'll shout, "Choto-mate, ne!" (just a minute!) When sis and I are joking around, I'll call her, "Ne, buta!" (Hey, little pig!) When the phone rings, it's "moshi moshi." When we start to eat, I think to myself, "Ite daki masu!" It's just habit. Of course, "Doi tashe mashte" (you're welcome) now translates to "Don't touch the mustache" thanks to the movie Toy Story. If I ever end up in a difficult spot in Japan, at least I can still ask for the bathroom. (I tea-ri wa, doko desu ka?)
|Not our cat|
"Pena ajena" struck a chord with me. For some reason I have this irrational fear of seeing other people getting into trouble. I can't even watch an episode of "Seinfeld" without having to turn away at George or Kramer's misadventures. I can't explain it. But it's comforting to know that, at least in Spanish, there's a word for my dis-ease.
There's the whole new language that my Jewish father-in-law is teaching me: Yiddish. Something is meant to be: it's besheret. A huge portion of tzimmes at Passover? It was a geshfalleneh serving. You know there are so many words in English that originated in Yiddish: schlep and chachke (little knick-knacks) for example. I'm feeling a little zaftig today (especially after eating that geshfalleneh portion of tzimmes!). What are you going to do for me today? BUPKIS! How many times a day do I utter, "Oy vey is mihr?" Our cat has a bubbe head. And he's so cute we're kvelling over him all the time. It's so hot in here, I'm schvitzing all over the place!
Talk about a melting pot of languages ... If I could only be fluent in all the languages dancing in my head, I would be in great demand at the United Nations. Either that or be really good at crossword puzzles.