Thursday, December 06, 2007

  • Interpreting

    Interpreting is really hard, and I love it. I've decided my brain is a masochist - it enjoys being chopped into pieces and made to do three things simultaneously.

    And I can't decide if I prefer simultaneous interpretation out of French or out of German. German is definitely my stronger language - it just flows, I can think more freely in it, and stuff just instinctively sounds right or wrong. I can think in French too, but it's a bit slower and I know the rules as rules, so get hung up on them. My vocabulary isn't as extensive in French, either. So you'd think interpreting out of German would be easier. But it isn't always and I'm trying to work out why.

    I think it's because I instinctively understand the German. So whereas I hear jambe in French and know it means leg in English, when I hear Bein in German, my brain gets confused: "What do you mean, you want me to translate Bein? Bein is Bein. What do you mean, but what does it mean? Bein means Bein, you silly sausage. A Bein is a Bein is a Bein." And this goes on for what feels like hours, until I finally convince my brain to think outside the German box and provide me with leg.

    I love it - it's challenging and exciting.

     

Comments (5)

  • MamaMentor

    My father-in-law  is a very skilled simultaneous translator--a skill I admire very much!  His three languages are English, German (his native tongue) and Mandarin.

  • sonnetjoy
  • sonnetjoy

    RYC: I used pre-packaged mincemeat, and I'm pretty sure it said "beef" in the ingredients. I'll double-check tonight.

  • sonnetjoy

    RYC: It says "beef." But that well may mean "suet."

  • MamaMentor
    Merry Christmas!
    The Risk of Birth by Madeleine L’Engle This is no time for a child to be born,With the earth betrayed by war & hateAnd a nova lighting the sky to warnThat time runs out & the sun burns low. That was no time for a child to be born,In a land in the crushing grip of Rome;Honour & truth were trampled by scorn—Yet here did the Saviour make his home. When is the time for love to be born?The inn is full on the planet earth,And by greed & pride the sky is torn—Yet Love still takes the risk of birth
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