Doing dishes on a Friday night while listening to “Welcome to Night Vale.”
Tanmee: Chuu-ya ʾu-shiimii ya-shiga ʾwaachichee chaa natoo-ga, taruu.
Taruu: Makutu-ni yii tinchi deebiru.
Wujisaa: Taruu, ʾyaa-ya tiganee san-daree-naran-doo.
Taruu: ʾUu. Nama-kara ʾayaa tiganee shii-ga ʾichabira.
ʾAyaa: Naa kumaa sugai-manugai shimachan-doo. Taruu, ʾuttu-nu-chaa-ya?
Taruu: Wubamaa tukuru-nkai wuibiin.
Taarii: Naa ʾu-hwaka-nkai ʾichu-kuru ʾeeji sshi kuu.
Child at work told me that, for Halloween, he’s going as an “ugly turtle, from the ugly turtles movie.”
From your mouth to Micheal Bay’s ears, kiddo.
I try to stay out of social justice issues on tumblr because I think the format lends itself to a toxic non-dialogue, but I need to get something off my chest here.
Malala Yousfazi just won the Noel Peace Prize for her work advancing girls’ education in Pakistan. I get to the end of the BBC article and I see the second comment (now sunk well into the comments):
She still wears a head-scarf - so I think that she is definitely NOT showing Muslim girls the true path to freedom - She’s just as repressed as the rest - wear what the hell you want - then you are FREE!
Yes, because, you know, no woman would ever choose to wear a head scarf, she’s obviously being forced to, obviously if she wore “what the hell” (sic) she wanted, she wouldn’t wear a head scarf.
I mean, after all, you can totally tell a woman’s personality and beliefs from the way she dresses, right? Cover your head? You’re repressed and fanatical. Wear a short skirt and a low-cut top? Total slut. Short hair and rarely in a skirt? Lesbian (I could do a whole post on how I’ve seen that used to pressure girls into being more “feminine”). Skirts all the time in pink and floral prints? Girly girl, no need to take her seriously.
I’m sure the initial commenter would deny they meant everything in the above paragraph, but I don’t think they realize how much women get our clothing policed all the time - men too, although to a lesser extent. People can wear whatever the hell they want, including head scarves if they so choose. There’s no one “right” way for a person to dress.
Fortunately a bunch of other commenters have been taking them to task for it, which restores a bit of my faith in humanity.
[TN: usually I would have included this in the last chapter’s translation, but it was getting long enough already, plus it was late and I sort of forgot.]
There are many interjections unique to Okinawan, and it can be fun to memorize and say them.
Too is used to praise your partner, as in “Too, dippagwaa natoo-sa" (Yeah, that was excellent), or when hesitatingly starting a sentence, as in "Too, naa, deeji natoon" (Oh, why, that’s dreadful). And when someone is pouring a drink for you, you repeat "Too, too, too,” meaning “That’s about right,” and if you say a strong “Too!" it can indicate "Stop!"