hey folks, so I was sitting on my back porch last night, sipping some chamomile tea and doing some evening thinking. my mind somehow wandered to languages, you know? like, all those thousands of languages that we have developed around the globe. itās wild, isnāt it?
think about it, every culture, every community, every country has its own unique way of expressing themselves. and it goes beyond the literal words too. the tone, the rhythm, the gestures, itās all a part of our communication system. more fascinating is how different languages affect our perspective of the world. like the way Eskimos have so many words for āsnowā, simply because it forms a huge part of their surroundings and lifestyle.
itās a bit like⦠you ever tried explaining the colour āblueā to someone? itās almost impossible to explain it without comparing it to something else, right? now imagine a language with no word for āblueā - would the people still see it? recognize it? or if a language has no future tense, do its speakers think differently about future events?
has anyone out there actually gone and learned a new language as an adult? if so, howās it influenced your thinking or your perspective on things? or hey, anyone here bilingual from childhood? does switching between languages ever bring out different aspects of your personality?
also, did you ever come across a word or phrase in another language that just doesn š¤