What if every time you used the word “literally” incorrectly or unnecessarily, someone died (literally rather than figuratively)? We’d be extinct by the end of the year!



#WordsofWisdom … in Other Languages

You know you spend too much time studying languages when you answer “Keyfa haluuk?” with “io sto bene”!!!

Those who can’t do- teach. Those who CAN do- CAN’T teach.

#wordsofwisdom #fromships


Jealousy is a product of laziness. Don’t say you WISH you could do something; DO it. Otherwise, you do not really wish to do it.

One Word

Everyone has been asked at some point by a college application letter or silly myspace suvey that one question: What ONE word would you choose to describe yourself?

I’ve always answered with eclectic, or eccentric (which is like eclectic with a little crazy genius thrown in).  I want to be everywhere and do everything all at once, and I want to learn and retain all of the knowledge and experiences in the process (you can see where the crazy might come in).   I have always had a wide taste in everything- music, movies, books, foods, drinks, cultures, interests.  It occured to me that some people might call this “flaky”.  It could be said that my interests change based on what’s hip or which people I hang out with.  But anyone who has known me long enough knows I have definitely never been hip or trendy.  And why yes, I do do different things based on who I am with because I like doing all these things and they might not.  So we can both be happy by doing what they want then why make anyone unhappy?

Which brings me to another word– Genuine.  I have never though of it before, but “Genuine” would be a good word to describe me.  I have a weird selection of tastes because I choose things I genuinely like, without regard to what other people think.  I do the same with people.  I choose to associate with people I genuinely like, and not with people because they might make me popular or “have connections” or whatnot.  When I interact with people, it is in a genuine manner.  Anyone who knows me well enough knows me as too nice.  I am too nice to everybody, and get taken advantage of a lot.  But I do it because I genuinely care.  Even if I know people aren’t going to tip me, I’m still nice, because I know what it’s like to barely have the money for the food let alone a tip.  But you best not be rude to me.

I don’t care if I’ve known you for five years or five seconds, I take everything personally and to heart.  If you are rude to me, I wonder what I said to make you so.  If you don’t tip me, I wonder what I forgot to do.  If you ignore me or blow me off, I wonder what I did to upset you.  If you dump me, I ask what I did wrong.  My inquisitive nature gives me the need to understand everything all the time.  I need explanations. If you are crying, I want to know why and what I can do to fix it.  If you are having a bad day or week, I want to make it better.  If you are sick I want you to get better.  And silly naive little me expects the same things from other people.

But lets face it, there are very few genuine people left in this world.  Most people are out for themselves.  Some people pretend to care about others, but only to further some agenda they have.  Meanwhile, the people who are genuine are constantly struggling.  Struggling to help everyone else, to make everything work, to care for their loved ones, to understand the cruel and ungiving world we live in.  In all my studies, I will never understand the most basic of human social concepts.  I will never understand lying and cheating and manipulating.  I will never understand the need to “fit in”, which is not the same as the human need to “belong”.  I will never understand war and violence and cruelty.  No matter how cynical and jaded and bitter I have become (which I really have, sadly), the naive little girl in me will always wish everyone could just live happily ever after.

So I challenge you, among all the other words you may be, may one day everyone be called “genuine”.

Rosh Chodesh/ L’Shana Tovah!

I actually got this little tidbit from a facebook post by a film company (Nationlight Productions).

The hebrew word “shana”/year is related to “shoneh”/repeat, as well as “sheina”/sleep. This teaches that the repetitiveness of the years renders us unconscious to the miraculous nature of our lives. The relationship of the words “chodesh”/month and “chadash”/new teaches us that each new moon is an opportunity to awaken and realize there is constant renewal and miracles all around. Yesterday was the new moon [and year].

I’ve studied a lot of languages and always loved the way words are interconnected.  I thought this is a great positive little message to remind us to, essentially, count our blessings, even when things seem like they can’t get much worse (I have also learned that they always can!)

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