At home we agreed about leaving home at tenish. The train would departs at 10:40. My uncle is always in time. We left at 10:00. We arrived at station at 10:34. But the doors were closed, the whistle of the train sounded. I immediately left the car and ran toward the first car. Would be the conductor there, I guessed. I was almost in front of the car shaking my hands and jumping, hoping he/she could see me. I just have this weekend to visit Chicago.
My uncle jumpt to one of the doors while the train was moving and he was knocking. Then AMTRACK's employee appeared and told us a couple of words which of course I couldn't understand.
Suddenly people left theirs cars which were in the parking area. I realised they were going to the train as I was. I was really embarassed. But how could we know? There wasn't a real station, but a train stop. And we just heard the whistle and saw the train moving.
But, at the end, is everything ok. When I wrote this post I was at the train going to Chicago. I thought at that moment: I hope who have seen me trying to stop the train is not in this car right now!
Learning English... Stumbling over words
I'm learning English and I created this space to share my experience. Now I'm in US, so I'm always stumbling over words. Sometimes I can see it, but sometimes I just can hear people laughing... It happens... If you want, you can make comments about anything you want.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
stumbling over... a deer... or a dear?
I don’t know why English has so many similar words. I think they use it only to make their language more complicated. I saw a dear or a deer? They pronounce the same sound to these words, how could I imagine these words have different spelling? I have seen a deer and immediately I posted it on facebook, because It’s different for me and according to my facebook socialization I should share experiences like that. But enthusiastically I didn’t go to the dictionary to be sure about that word. Result? Sharing on facebook my bad English. “I saw a dear” how strange this phrase… I’m really glad I have a very lovely aunt who is a good English teacher and who corrected me…
Stumbling over greetings... I can't believe it
I just arrived from the Auburn Hills Public Library and I made a big language mistake. I’m really embarrassed about it. I’m here for more than one month and I made a ridiculous mistake. I went to the library to be part of Cup Cake Decorating class. The class would start at 7:00 pm, I arrived at 6:50. The class was full and what I told GOOD NIGHT. Idiot! This is one of the first strategy people learn: when you do say good evening and when do you say good night. I could just say “Hi”, “Hello”, “How are you?”, but NEVER good night. And when I told, I perceived, was too late…
Anyway, the important is I went there, I decorated three cupcakes and they are almost cute lol. With some practice I could be good in it.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
About Brigadeiro
Tomorrow is my last speaking class at Troy’s school. So, we agreed to make a little party. Who can, will bring anything to share, to eat or to drink. I was thinking about what I could make. Anything which is not very difficult and which is authentically Brazilian. Brigadeiro seemed to me a good option. However, I don’t know if it was a good option, because I still don’t know if my brigadeiro is with the right texture. I just made and now is cooling down. Tomorrow I will see and tell to you about the result. Ok, if I’m going to share the Brigadeiro, I thought would be nice talk a little bit about what Brigadeiro is and when this sweet is usually eaten. Thus, that is the result. I wrote the text and used some pictures from internet and I’m sharing with you. What do you think? Do you like brigadeiro? How and when do you usually eat brigadeiro?
Almost everybody likes Brigadeiro, but because of the fact that is known as a childrens sweet. Or also because the sprinkles is made with not high quality chocolate. In weddings, and adult’s birthdays and other parties, people are making Brigadeiro in other ways to look more beautiful, more posh or tastier. Sometimes they change the chocolate sprinkles for black chocolate, or for different kind of chocolate. Also is common find Brigadeiro in weddings served in small glasses to eat with spoon.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Shit's origin
Discovering swear origin: meanings can be culture’s shock.
In old ages, when England have sent ships for long travels around world, they usually carried manure to fertilize the dirt for food grown. They carried manure in boxes on ship’s hold. Because of the movement and the less of free air, these boxes exploded sometimes, because the manure fermented and produced gas. Therefore, they wrote on boxes of manure: “SHIP HIGH IN TRANSIT”, phrase which means: “this boxes should go on the top of the ship to don’t cause any explosion accident. Now, read the initials of the words of that phrase. They use only the initials on boxes to more easy:
Ship High In Transit = SHIT
I knew SHIIT was a “bad word”, but I have no idea about how much it is… I listen in movies, and in Brazil we usually use this word. It’s a “swear” but isn’t very seriousness, grave, like it’s here, in US.
Considering the origin’s explanation, I really can’t understand the seriousness of this “swear”. Last Friday I was in my reading class and we were talking about teenagers. They use a lot of swearing at school, motive why we were discussing about it, we were reading a little young dialogue. My teacher spelled the word “Shit” as forbidden word which you shouldn’t pronounce… The problem was, I had used this word pronouncing that some minutes before…
Did she spelled to give me an exemple???
Did she spelled to give me an exemple???
Take it easy with swears, you can seem very rude.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
How expensive is US… Can I survive here?
I took the airtrain. This train is specific for the airport, so you can imagine how big the JFK airport is. I can’t remember exactly how many stations are in the airport, I think there are eight. The stations are inside of the departures and arrivers rooms. You can take any train, don’t have anyone to control this, only to help you. “Would you like some help?” “ where are you going”. Interesting… we can use the train and we don’t pay for this… really interesting, I thought. Ok. I took the train in the forth station to Jamaica ’s train… although I didn’t know what was the difference between one and other train. In the last station of airtrain I understood what was the difference… there are different trains and you have to pay for both. But the difference is… for air train you only pay when you are going out, if you are arriving at NY. So, I paid $5. I think it’s very expensive, but you have to pay…
To take the metro to Manhatan you could pay only one trip or you could buy a card for a day, for a week or for a month. I would stay in NY for five days, then I bought the week card. I could use how many times I want the train in one week, for $29. This is expensive but it’s a nice service, quick transport and many lines. Now I can say: I know a lot about the NY’s downstairs downroads I really used the metrocard.
Now let me explain… the JFK is located in east region near Jamaica Bay . And the hostel where I did my book is located in Harlem (this is Manhattan region), translating, it’s in the west. To go there I spent a long time by metro.
. I took the train A (blue line in the map) in 51st street I changed the train taking the number 6 (green line) until 103rd street . Easy. Really easy. But when I go out, I sow the snow near me, I sow people walking quickly, I saw people with different style, I was confused. Where I should go naw? I didn’t have a map I new I ought go to 1st avenue, so I thought when I ask the first person she/he will answer me, considering that streets are organized, everybody will know where is the first avenue. In the metro I asked to an metro’s employed. He didn’t know, so I went out. My friend, Gabrielle, told me that people from US don’t like answering/helping. She recommended me to read and hardly ever ask. But how I’m headstrong, I didn’t do it. When I went out, I asked to a lady, “excuse me where is the 1st ave?” She doesn’t know but she asked to 6 or 7 people until be sure about the direction. So, my first experience asking for directions wasn’t too bad. I had luck, she was very nice, maybe because I couldn’t speak English. And considering her accent she isn’t from US…This will be my next post in the blog.
Snow or sand? I was thinking…
23rd of February
Snow or sand? I was thinking…
15 minutes before landing, the pilot announced: “We are arriving at New York blab la bla…”. By the window, sea… sea… more sea. The plane turn left and went down… Then I saw some different landscape for me, was white and dark sand and water or snow and water? I was thinking but I have not asked about it, how stupid would I be… For almost 15 minutes I was deciding if it was sand or snow…
Suddenly the plane landed on the strip and my mind went to other place… immigration. Before I come here of course I read a lot about traveling to US in internet. My generation usually do it. It’s totally normal for us. And in internet people talk about how ignorant the police can be. You need to be prepared for gentle and ignorant people. Because of that I was a little bit nervous. This is my first time in US and I was alone in the airport, I can’t speak English as well as I’d like to do.
I saw some people going with the federal police to other room… to do a private interview? Maybe… When this happened I stayed more nervous than at first minutes in American land. But all my nervousness disappeared when I passed by immigration. In my time to talk to the police I told him “good morning” he naturally answered me “good morning”. Now I will reproduce our long dialogue which endurance was almost 5 minutes :
He: Put your left hand
Me: (only put the hand to take the fingerprint. Could I ask him about his family or haw was his life? Of course not! So…)
He: Right
Me: (I put my right hand to take the fingerprint)
Then I was in New York . Wasn’t cold… I took the Air Train to Jamaica ’s Station… There was cold and I realize that in the landscape was snow! My coat wasn’t adequate. I put my gloves, my hat and come on with me… toward the 104 hostel.
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