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The Realm Of Linguistics (As I See It)

Monday morning. Actually 12 o'clock... (It doesn't matter. :) )

Language of linguistics course. We had a funny class. Dóri spoke about how we handle space and Balázs about communication and non-verbal proxemics masking. Then the teacher spoke about pragmatics at the end of the session.

I was bored somehow (what a surprise!), even András's jokes weren't able to dig me out from the cesspool of despair. I was a kind of gone goose girl. LOL - as Joci used to say...

So I decided to entertain myself (and the others) and I made some pictures during the session, secretly, of course (CIA-action).

Last, but not least, I have to say that the presentations were great and thanks to their length we finished the class earlier! :D

Here are the remarkable pictures:

The Event Of The Year (essay)

September 2006. it was a usual weekday with a usual bus journey to school, with a boring school day, with a coke after school in the Green Pub and with a journey back home. Then unusual silence at home. I was about to ask my mother if I were at a wrong place when she – with tears in her eyes – told me: „Ákos has cancer.”

It was shocking. How can that be that my 2 year-old nephew has cancer? It was a silly question and there was no answer for it just the basic facts: he had a tumor in his scrotum, which needed to be removed. Ákos had two operations and during the second one doctors had to remove the whole scrotum in which the tumour was.

But his and the whole family’s sufferings didn’t end here. One month later medical examinations showed that Ákos had a special kind of cancer that attacks muscular cells. More questions arose and no answers for them again just cruel facts: he can never be cured but he can live without symptoms.

Now Ákos is over the strongest chemotherapy, his nutrition became healthier and he has to go to regular examinations to check if there are any problems with his blood. In fact, he is like any other 3 year-old child. We have to look after him specially because his immune system is still weak. He will be able to live a life of full value, however, he will always be in danger.

Cancer changed Ákos’s life and it has an effect on my family, and me, too. Fear somehow became a part of our life and it will never disappear. I would like to add that I am very proud of Ákos because he put up with treatments well and he was brave all the time. And I will henceforth help him to face with this illness in any event.

Truth In Brackets

One week at home.

Was it boring? (Are you kidding?) – Not really. (Sure, it wasn't.)

I thought I could relax during the spring break but I was wrong. (I’m never wrong!)

Living with a 3 year-old child, especially with my nephew is exciting (and quite tiring). He’s vivid, acute and so clever (Believe me!)! When I’m in Pécs I always miss him but spending too much time with him at home frays my nerves (One reason for a stressed life).

So, instead of relaxing I did everything else…

I cleaned my room (Few minutes later there was a mess again), the bathroom (A dream-like date with friendly germs), the kitchen (An everyday duty when I’m at home) and so on.

SPRING CLEANING – the best way to drive the drag away! (This is the place for the ad.)

And… Easter came (How surprising!). I like Easter (I’m old-fashioned, I know). It has always been fun in our family. My mother and I had got up early in the morning, we have prepared snacks and cakes for the boys and we have decorated the house. Because boys were keen on visiting us every Easter… and made us not to wilt in the future (and dressing over 3 or 4 times a day was like being a supermodel… (A wet supermodel).

But this year it won’t be fun. Because tomorrow afternoon I’ll be sitting on the train heading back to Pécs, with a small break in Budapest (I hate Budapest!).

The spring break is over (How disappointing!).

(I AM SO SAD.)

Sometimes We Get So Weird...

I think everyone has already met with some weird questions during his or her life. I remember, when I was a child, I always wanted to find the answer for the question “why is the sky blue?” As I grew up, I realized that this was not a weird question at all… In addition, I read a science book where I found a sufficient answer that was something like “because the sky reflects the colour of the seas.” Actually, the answer was just for me sufficient at the time. :) I don’t know if it was correct or not.

There are few really strange questions, like:

• Why do we wash our towels if we are clean when we use them?
  
• Why do we consider those extremely heavy and big dictionaries as concise dictionaries?
  
• How do people put in the grass the “Keep off the grass!” board if they are not allowed to step on the grass?
  
• Where do those numbers disappear which we subtract?
  
• Why are kamikaze pilots wearing helmets?
  
• Where does the light disappear when we switch the lights off?

I could mention other similar questions but I’m kind of humanitarian and I don’t want the others to go mad. Obviously, there aren’t exact and appropriate answers for these questions. We can come up with dozens of solutions, although they might not be true and clear. So, it’s a lost cause. Or: probably, the answers are not truly desperate; we've just asked wrong questions or we've raised the questions wrongly. It’s all a matter of perspective. :)

Worth To Think?

I’ve just read something remarkable.

I have a book from Richard Bach, it’s the Messiah’s Handbook: Reminders for the Advanced Soul. I used to read it regularly but I haven’t “used” it recently.

The book is from Bach’s Illusions: The Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah. In this book the author meets with one of his pilot colleagues, Donald Shimoda who always carried with him a small book entitled the Messiah’s Handbook. “Open it and whatever you need to know is there” – as Shimoda said to the author. It’s easy to use the book: you just think about a question, close your eyes, open the book at a guess and point at the left or the right page. The answers are simple oracles, which are interesting, funny, sometimes unexpected and they inspire us on further thinking.

I won’t tell my question but here’s the answer: “When will you learn to wait for what you can’t even imagine to eventuate?” A strange answer. Or a relevant question.

Think about it (and comment)! ;)

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