between English and other languages is examined from a sociolinguistic perspective. It will be shown that codeswitching is instinctive and achieves overarching objectives such as serving the outcome of speech, defining identity and indirectly delineating aspects of the relationship between the participants, it 'lubricates' the conversation by making it more 'fluid', and when English is used, brings clarity and precision, particularly to formal arrangements. Finally codeswitching from English as a component
Nailed English Exchange students, I pity you. Maybe you are a Chinese student who currently lives in America, just like me, or maybe you are an Eskimo who studies in Thailand. No matter where you are from and which country you are in right now, it is not easy when you are trying to communicate with foreigners in your non-native language. It really isn’t. Although I can speak and write in English pretty well now, I’ve been through so many situations where I did not understand English words at all
Most people who bother with the matter at all would admit that the English language is in a bad way, but it is generally assumed that we cannot by conscious action do anything about it. Our civilization is decadent and our language — so the argument runs — must inevitably share in the general collapse. It follows that any struggle against the abuse of language is a sentimental archaism, like preferring candles to electric light or hansom cabs to aeroplanes. Underneath this lies the half-conscious
George Orwell, "Politics and the English Language," 1946 [pic] Most people who bother with the matter at all would admit that the English language is in a bad way, but it is generally assumed that we cannot by conscious action do anything about it. Our civilization is decadent and our language -- so the argument runs -- must inevitably share in the general collapse. It follows that any struggle against the abuse of language is a sentimental archaism, like preferring candles to electric light or
same time. Television provided me with small bits of English, while my parents spoke only Russian. In a way, my first knowledge of the English language came from watching Scooby Doo and Pokémon. When I finally started grade school, I was placed into an ELL program. This placement made myself feel even worse about my English abilities and led me to use language sparingly. When I used language to speak to the class, I deliberately chose the words and the order they were in. Consequently, I found it
respond back in English and continue to play with me. It wasn’t until a few days where I realized that they weren’t the different ones, I was, and I slowly started to change. In reality, my transformation wasn’t drastic at first, since I only just learned the basics. Red was the first word I learned. Something so simple yet is so bold. Red can draw attention towards yourself, like a woman trying to impress her flame. Red is hungry, and so was I. By the time I learned basic English words, and can string
hated English and I was pretty sure English hated me. It was probably because English and I didn’t start off on best terms; what I mean is that when I was barely starting to speak the only person that would talk to me all day was my grandma and she spoke in the only language she knew how which was Spanish. Surely if I wanted to be able to respond to her i had to learn her language and that is what I did. Naturally English was just always a second thought in my mind. When I thought of English it was
Villette Jones Mrs. Melissa Rigney English 101 Friday, August 14, 2015 Sacrifices Hello, my name is Villette Jones and I am here to give my thoughts, definition, and analysis on Sacrifice. Sacrifice has many different meaning and even more synonyms to go along with it, a few words or phrases that catch my immediate attention when thinking of Sacrifice are ( Cede, Immolate, Endure, and Part With ). However when I asked associates and my peers majority of them thought of Forfeit. When I take time
unnecessary mistake. The best thing I wrote is a research paper from my high school U.S. history class. The reason is not that I have many beautiful phrases in the paper, which I do not think I have any, it is because I wrote fourteen pages, the longest paper I have ever written. However,
effectively, and to be a professional writer. Throwing back my three years in high school, my writing skill was bad. In English class, when I was a Sophomore, my English teacher used to call me into her office. She told that my essay was full of bad grammars and too vague. As a result, she gave the lowest score in the class. Also even when we wrote the college application, most English teachers told my essays were too vague. Fortunately, after a few revise, it was getting better