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vocabulary, 22 months

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-seven years and one million words

Tokyo, 2009.12.02

The Boy's taken to calling me "Mike" 90% of the time, now.

He'll also casually throw around words in noun-verb pairs "Buddy nenne!" (Buddy is sleeping) and use Japanese term-words like "irimasen" (I don't need it).

He also picks up new words and sounds with amazing speed. One of the songs I've been listening to of late has a man with a European accent droning on as the vocal track. The fellow says things like "you're way off the pace" but with his accent it sounds like "you're wey aff zhe pehhs". So I go around saying that in the same accent and The Boy will chime in with "pehhs".

I'm glad that he's a vocal kid. And not yet a curser.

rand()m quote

Immature poets imitate mature poets steal bad poets deface what they take and good poets make it into something better or at least something different. The good poet welds his theft into a whole of feeling which is unique utterly different than that from which it is torn the bad poet throws it into something which has no cohesion. A good poet will usually borrow from authors remote in time or alien in language or diverse in interest.

—T.S. Eliot