<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472720474898452829</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:31:17.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinglish Hausfrau</title><subtitle type='html'>What am I doing here?!  Bits of life in a normal German village, as lived by a why be normal American woman.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinglishhausfrau.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472720474898452829/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinglishhausfrau.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dinglish Spoken Here</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07608468647514653248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472720474898452829.post-1198106476001748643</id><published>2008-09-01T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T07:52:15.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking Dinglish</title><content type='html'>Language -- Learning, loving, loathing and living with it --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    In writing this article, I am not trying to teach you to speak German.  While perhaps not practical, what I offer is simple reading enjoyment with amusing explanations as to why few Americans ever bother to learn it and a few worthwhile tips for anyone still determined to try.  Truth be told, I’m writing this to teach myself, or at least clarify some of the finer points that I continuously don’t get, thereby avoid some of the blunders which I am continuously making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I’ve lived in Germany just over five years and I’d like to say that I speak german fluently now.  That I understand everything I hear on the news and can listen raptly while the radio DJs amuse us or the tv personalities dazzle.  I follow current events and am prepared each day for changes in the weather. I laugh at jokes and “get” puns and subtleties of the language. That I can tell right away when the thickly accented speaker at the train station is providing a courtesy announcement in english as to our location at the next stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I could actually  tell you that  I speak german fluently.  But I’d be lying like a rug. There are lots of reasons but no good excuse for it. One reason is my penchant for colorful expressions -- foreign ones can be learned over time but the english ones seldom translate directly.  The first year I was forever asking my husband, “how would you say...” to be answered, “germans would never say that.”  If a german is “lying like a rug,” then they’re on the floor, perhaps in need of medical attention...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472720474898452829-1198106476001748643?l=dinglishhausfrau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinglishhausfrau.blogspot.com/feeds/1198106476001748643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472720474898452829&amp;postID=1198106476001748643' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472720474898452829/posts/default/1198106476001748643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472720474898452829/posts/default/1198106476001748643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinglishhausfrau.blogspot.com/2008/09/speaking-dinglish.html' title='Speaking Dinglish'/><author><name>Dinglish Spoken Here</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07608468647514653248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
