Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

Speaking with Proficiency

I love learning new languages and believe that I have an ear for it. I find it amusing that Linda gave us language as our prompt for SoCS because I was just finished looking at my test result.

I took my French Language evaluation test in March and the result just came back from Paris yesterday. My result makes me feel like a Top dog. For a language that I haven’t used consistently for years, close to 10 years now – after spending five years of my life, learning, eating and breathing the French language, my result is absolutely great.

Phew! What a relief! I must tell you that I was a bit concerned before the exam, during and after.

I just couldn’t afford to fail – ha, ha! I’m not sure how I would have explained to my children that I failed a French language proficiency exam when they always look at me as a guru. Thank God for small mercies.

As for other languages, I speak Igbo, which is my mother tongue, a smattering of Yoruba, Hausa, and Spanish. Now I am experimenting with Arabic. Who knows, maybe by the time I leave The Middle-East my command of Arabic language would be un peu passable.

Bon weekend à tous 🙂


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It is Pidgin Today…

Party Jollof rice with plantain and moin-moin

Let us go down to a bit of Nigeria colloquial language aka pidgin or broken with Igbo, Hausa and Yoruba flavour. The translated synopsis is below to give you a rounded gist of the matter.

Abeg make una vex o. E don tey, way I bin won talk dis matter.

Mai dia pipu , how una dey o? Shebi bodi dey eensi clot wel, wel? Se kosi?
Ranka dede! Una wellu don o. I dey greet.

Oya carry shia siddon make u listen small for my vex.

Biko, make ah ask dis kine kwershion wey dey give me palaver.

Dis tin way de shele for our life now no be small tin at all o. How una take see am? Eh?

Lai lai e no supoze be like dis na! All deze tins just dey put us for reverse, when we suppose dey waka go front.

Dis Boko Haram mata, dis ISIS matter don tire persin. Dem be like Ojuju Calabar wey no wan make person sleep close eye for night.

Maka Chukwu dem jus de do bad bad tins de go, an e no funnee ahgain o.

Abi wetin yu teeenk?

We jus dey siddon dey look abi? Na dis kine leg Nama go carry waka for Damaturu reach Owerri?

Mbanu! Odikwa very risky.

Mayk una come o,make we join head togeda begin dey fine the black sheep way dey fo outside before naight go meet us for hia o!

Na sofri sofri dem dey take catch monkey.

Beecause mai pipu dey talk say one day one day monkey go go market e no go return ahgain o.

U no say pikin way no wan make im mama sleepu him too no go sleep .

Na so e be o. Eh aburo mi. Sisi mi.

Abi na lie I lie? If na lie I talk make I naked baf for bafroom.

E don do sef! Oti to!

Diaris God o.

Akoba adaba Olurun ma ja ri

Ka Chineke mezie okwu a. Udo diri unu nile.

Shikena! I don talk my own finish. Today na Sunday abeg may I go chop Jollof rice 😊


Please don’t be offended. It’s been a while that I wanted to say this.

My dear people, how are you all? I hope you are doing well?

Sit down let’s have a quick chat.

I crave your indulgence, let me ask this question that seems to be a bane in our lives these days.

What are your views about this Boko Haram and ISIS issues that are cloying the air?

It is rather a tiring situation and they have assumed the positions of masquerades that won’t let people close their eyes to sleep at night. What do you think can be done?

These happenings are sending us backwards while we are supposed to move forward.

Are we just going to sit down and look at events? Is it in this manner that the Cow will trek from Damaturu to Owerri? That is rather risky!

Let us join heads together and search fervently for the black sheep before night comes.

Softly, softly one can actually capture a monkey, because we say in my place that one day the monkey will go to the market and it will not return.

A child who will not let his mother sleep will not sleep too.

My brother and sister, that is how it is.

It’s enough now. Let us remember that there is God.

May we not fall into the pit/trap set by someone.

Peace be with you all and May God intervene for us.

That’s it! I have said my piece! Today is Sunday, please let me go and eat jollof rice. Good bye.

The Daily Post prompt Non Regional Diction

Write about whatever you’d like, but write using regional slang, your dialect, or in your accent.