Thursday, January 15, 2009

Portenglish

It's the end of the semester, I have to put in grades and prepare my second semester courses by Wednesday and I really don't have time for this. But I can't resist sharing with you part of a written assignement from a student. His family is from São Miguel even though he was born in the US. The student wrote about a memory from his childhood.

I must warn you that the contents of this post may be shocking for people with linguistic sensitivity.

"Uma memoria minha e da e campar com a minha familia para o cape. Quando nos iram nos trasemos baracas bicicletas quenes. E min e o meu pai ia pesicar para pinhar pecios. Nos eram para a prai o dia todo. A noite nos timos oma fogerra e nos assavem marshmellow e cominhams. Nos tame fazeam passim para camar na fogera. Eu gostava muito de ita la. A ves a noito nos iram da passaes no canale. Eu gostave muito porcaso eu gostave de ta la cam a minha familia. Nos tambem tresia o meu cão. Ela gostava de ir porcaso ela gostava de ir para a prai."

What did I do to deserve this???

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