Accentuating Cutesy

In my post flu delirium, I had to catch a bus into the city to go pick up some crap that I needed.

Usually, catching a bus in Adelaide is equally as tormenting as catching the SuperFlu, but today I walked off feeling relatively amused.

There were a bunch of kids of high school age travelling with me. As kids this age are wont to do, they were speaking really, really loudly. Fair enough… I expect that of them. However, one of them seemed to be an exchange student, and she had a fairly thick accent… if I had to gander a guess; German.

She had that German accent tinged with an American one. Obviously had an American English teacher.

Anyways, she made a remark about another passenger’s sunglasses, and then regarded herself as rather “fashion-able”.

No, not fashionable. Fashion able. “Able” pronounced like I was saying “I am able to string two words together”.

However, I did not look upon this linguistic faux pas with scorn, or derision, but one of endearment. Her accent actually made it sound pretty cool.

But then I stopped to think. If I has said the same thing, people would think that my grasp of the English language rather deficient, and that I'm some form of moron.

However, it does make me want to travel to a country that has a language I cannot speak well.

I like the idea that if I say something stupid, people will look at me as though I’m cute… instead of looking at me like I’m deranged.