Often time language constantly evolves whether it’s an individual’s dialect or a community’s vernacular. It is constantly changing due to the introduction of new ideas which lead to new words or the introduction of a new group of people, such as when the people who spoke Spanish mixed with those speaking English to form the Chicanos.
On a personal level, I have seen my language continually change, as I grow older. This was mainly due to the way that slang constantly changes. When I was in second grade, the word tight seemed foreign to me, but by the beginning of third grade I was constantly using it to describe things that I liked. Throughout my life these kinds of slang words have been coming at me and have slowly been becoming part of my vocabulary. This is even more evident in society when these kinds of slang words become prevalent among many different people. These changes can be seen in current music where many of the words are pure slang.
Language continually changes over time, and has been changing ever since the first language came about. It is still and will continue to change as long as humans have an actual language to communicate with.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Red Sky in the Morning Blog
The author of “Red Sky in the Morning,” witnessed a relatively innocent event, which led to a profound realization on her part. There are many people who have had such moments within their lives, though they may not realize it. Though my realization was a fairly basic one, it still changed my life permanently.
My realization began in first grade, when I came home one day from school and found my first dog, Lucy, lying on her doggie bed. At first my brother and I went to pet her but soon realized she was unnaturally cold, which is when my mother came down and led us away until my dad came home. It was then that we realized Lucy had left us. Though this has happened to many people, it was this moment when I finally realized what death truly meant. Because I was only in first grade I had not yet watched much of the news, or read the newspaper or even had a relative die so I did not know what it truly meant. It took Lucy’s death to show to me what death truly was.
Though many people have shared my moment, and there are undoubtedly some people who came to the same realization under the same conditions, it still changed my life profoundly. Since then, several dogs and several family members have passed on too, one of which affected me more deeply than Lucy’s death, but it is her death that I will always remember because of the great truth it revealed to my young mind.
My realization began in first grade, when I came home one day from school and found my first dog, Lucy, lying on her doggie bed. At first my brother and I went to pet her but soon realized she was unnaturally cold, which is when my mother came down and led us away until my dad came home. It was then that we realized Lucy had left us. Though this has happened to many people, it was this moment when I finally realized what death truly meant. Because I was only in first grade I had not yet watched much of the news, or read the newspaper or even had a relative die so I did not know what it truly meant. It took Lucy’s death to show to me what death truly was.
Though many people have shared my moment, and there are undoubtedly some people who came to the same realization under the same conditions, it still changed my life profoundly. Since then, several dogs and several family members have passed on too, one of which affected me more deeply than Lucy’s death, but it is her death that I will always remember because of the great truth it revealed to my young mind.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)