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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.
Admit it, you’ve been looking forward to today’s podcast all week long, eagerly awaiting some extra vocabulary and a chance to listen to a short conversation between me and my friend QIb. Well, wait no longer. Here are this week’s additional nouns and verbs:
The nouns are:
qoS / birthday
chab / pie or pastry or tart
jup / friend
The verbs are:
qaS / occur or happen
lIj / forget
chu’ / be new
QIb: wa’Hu’ qaS’a’ qoSlIj / was yesterday your birthday?
’angghal: HISlaH, tlhoy chab vISop / yes, I ate way too much cake.
QIb: qoSlIjvaD wup’a’ juppu’lI’ / did your friends burst into song for your birthday?
’angghal: ghobe’ lIj juppu’qoqwI’ / No, my so-called friends forgot
QIb: wejpuH / charming.
’angghal: juppu’ chu’ vItu’nISba’ / I obviously need to find some new friends.
And we’re done. Three new nouns, three new verbs, and a brief dialogue for you to practice until the words flow from your lips like snow flakes from the sky (which is my way of letting you know that it’s snowing here as I record this podcast). And when you’ve mastered this conversation, go teach it to a friend. If you don’t, they might forget your birthday, or at the very least, not sing to you on it. qo’mey poSmoH Hol
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I was going to commentthat it should be «chab ‘Iq vISop» (“I ate too much cake”) rather than «tlhoy chab vISop» (“I ate cake too much.”)… …but then I started thinking: If there was just a single cake, perhaps saying you ate it too much would be a proper way of complaining over the amount.
That being said, the use of the word «tlhoy» still plants a vision in my head of a Klingon accidentally swallowing the candles.
10.30.11 at 7:54 am