Ceci est un poème de Miguel Zamacoïs, romancier, auteur dramatique, poète et journaliste français. On parle toujours des accents, on juge les personnes selon leurs accents, mais nos accents sont plus que des mots prononcés d’une certaine manière, intonations “différentes”…: c’est notre invisible bagage, le parler de chez soi qu’on emporte en voyage. People talk […]
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ExpatINFO Holland
by John Graham-King ExpatINFO Holland is a new English-language online resource for the international community in the Netherlands…expat workers, trailing spouses, foreign students, visiting professors, diplomats, love-pats and anyone who may not fully understand the Dutch language. ExpatINFO Holland’s mission is to provide useful information across the entire Netherlands experience lifecycle, whether that […]
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Language acquisition versus language learning
What is the difference between language acquisition and language learning. Some people use the term of language acquisition for all the phases that lead to language fluency, including learning to read and write. Others use the term of language learning even for babies and very young, pre-school children. – But there is a […]
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What the British say and what they mean
If like me you have learned English at school, you probably haven’t learned the different meanings of expressions and way of sayings that Brits use on a regular basis. I have been working with native English speakers for more than 20 years now and still notice that although the settings are mostly international, i.e. we […]
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Impara l’italiano cantando
Imparare un’altra lingua si può in modi diversi. Personalmente ho fatto l’esperienza che ascoltando musica aiuta molto a comprendere l’intonazione, ad apprendere vocabolario. Ed è un modo molto piacevole per imparare la lingua. Canzoni sono poesia. Le parole in rima ripetute più volte ed accompagnate dalla musica aiutano a memorizzarle meglio. Alcune canzoni hanno un […]
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