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Hello, and welcome. You’re listening to DaHjaj Hol, your daily dose of Klingon language. I’m your host, Lawrence Schoen.
Today we have yet another guest interview recorded live during this summer’s qep’a’ wa’maH chorghDIch, the 18th annual Klingon Language Conference.
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LS: We’re here at the qep’a’ with Robyn Stewart, also known as Qov, who, at great personal sacrifice is going to utilize a very rare, ancient artifact, a universal translator, which will allow her to communicate briefly with you in English and share with you her favorite Klingon word. Qov?
RS: HIja’. My word goes back — I was going to count on my fingers but I’ll just say the year – to 1987 when the Klingon Dictionary first came out, and a friend of mine introduced me to it at the bookstore. And she was a kind of susceptible to languages type person, and so I could learn words and say them to her, and she would end up knowing them. And so the word that I… well the longest known Klingon word for me, and word that I’ve used at this very qep’a’ is megh
LS: megh. Would you spell that please?
RS: M, E, GH.
LS: And megh means…?
RS: lunch.
LS: Could you use it in a sentence?
RS: megh DaneH’a’. My first Klingon sentence, and a sentence that I bet my friend still knows to this day because I used to like accost her with it in the halls.
LS: And it means…?
RS: Do you want lunch?.
LS: Pragmatic. Thank you very much.
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That’s all from me today, except to say, qo’mey poSmoH Hol. Language opens worlds.
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