tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785239994537240122.post6135360037055592336..comments2023-05-18T03:51:24.914-04:00Comments on Clark Chatter: A Liberian Attempt at EnglishGingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13910562548296620853noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785239994537240122.post-85657391218062260472010-04-01T17:37:48.476-04:002010-04-01T17:37:48.476-04:00My Americans do the same thing. Sophie told her f...My Americans do the same thing. Sophie told her friends that I was permanent instead of pregnant. And any time I felt my stomach Jacob asked if I was having convulsions. I can't tell you how many times I had to correct him and tell him they were contractions. Ha, kids are so funny.Edward and Gretchenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04653174042966130146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785239994537240122.post-21368498913629438492010-03-30T07:33:42.474-04:002010-03-30T07:33:42.474-04:00Don was reading this post aloud to me last evening...Don was reading this post aloud to me last evening and we were both laughing our heads off. Very funny post...and then I realized younger children often interject the wrong word as they struggle to increase their vocabularies. Ainsley (almost six) still uses "eventually," sometimes right; sometimes wrong. And I've been known to use the wrong word if the right word stubbornly remains on the tip of my tongue. <br /><br />On the "She's So Funny" link, Maya is not far off on her perception that all blacks are Liberians, as Liberia was formed when the U.S. shipped many blacks back to Africa following the Emancipation Proclamation. Liberia's capital, Monrovia, was named for former U.S. president James Monroe. This explains why Liberians speak a form of English, combined from U.S. slaves' English (heard, not taught), King's English, Cajun, Caribbean, and Congo. Some eight generations later, many U.S. black citizens prefer to be called African-Americans (proud of their African heritage) while others prefer Blacks or simply Americans. Interesting stuff!Nealyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00745745996158980689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785239994537240122.post-92226927635050659002010-03-29T15:29:01.512-04:002010-03-29T15:29:01.512-04:00That is so funny! That happens all too often at ou...That is so funny! That happens all too often at our house, too. Steve was running after Nathaniel and tickling him when he yelled out, "Stop! stop! I'm constipated!" We were slightly confused until we finally figured out that he meant that he was nauseated. :-)heartchildhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785239994537240122.post-64043806970205542812010-03-29T13:54:00.442-04:002010-03-29T13:54:00.442-04:00Awww...Awww...~Stephaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17230536074911720764noreply@blogger.com