{"id":2285,"date":"2016-06-10T10:26:25","date_gmt":"2016-06-10T10:26:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.soldbyso.com\/?p=2285"},"modified":"2017-08-11T11:29:22","modified_gmt":"2017-08-11T11:29:22","slug":"say-quoi","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/neatnonsense.com\/en\/2016\/06\/10\/say-quoi\/","title":{"rendered":"Say quoi?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>[:en]<\/p>\n<div class=\"ContentRight WithRightRail RPOn RPBottom\" data-link=\"class{:~tag.contentRightClass(Layout.IsFullView, Layout.ReadingPaneMode)}\">\n<div class=\"ContentRightInner t_mbgc t_qtc t_urtc\">\n<div id=\"inboxControl0fv-ReadMessageContainer\" class=\"v-ReadMessageContainer slideOnResize\" tabindex=\"-1\">\n<div class=\"c-ReadMessage\" data-link=\"class{readMessageClass: ~tag.Show}\">\n<div id=\"ReadMessageScrollableSection\" class=\"rmMessages ClearBoth\" tabindex=\"-1\">\n<div class=\"rmTopSpacer rmTop\">\n<p class=\"rmButtons\" style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span class=\"rmPrev\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"i_rm_p_d\" src=\"http:\/\/www.soldbyso.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/clear.gif\" data-link=\"class{prevImgClass:~tag.HasPrevious}\" \/><\/span><span class=\"rmNext\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"i_rm_n\" src=\"http:\/\/www.soldbyso.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/clear.gif\" data-link=\"class{nextImgClass:~tag.HasNext}\" \/><\/span><span class=\"rmFull\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"i_r_fv\" src=\"http:\/\/www.soldbyso.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/clear.gif\" \/>Despite\u00a0not being a native English speaker, I always thought my English is fairly good. That was until I arrived to Australia. Those first weeks of trying to understand the Ozzie accent, were agony. It took me about six weeks to get comfortable with the accent and I was staying with this fun lovely family for only one week.<\/span>\u00a0They were absolutely fabulous. Unfortunately my head felt heavy from having a severe cold. It was like my head was bobbing as I struggled to keep it up\u00a0straight and my eyes open. Yet being there with these great people I tried my hardest to get to know them and converse with them.<\/p>\n<p class=\"rmButtons\" style=\"text-align: justify;\"><!--more--><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div id=\"readMessagePartControl472f\" class=\"c-ReadMessagePart ReadMsgContainer HasLayout ClearBoth HideShadows FullPart NoHistory Read RmIc\" data-link=\"class{:~tag.getHeaderCssClass(IsConversationPart, IsRead, IsDraft, IsTrustedSender, Items.length)}\">\n<div class=\"c-ReadMessagePartBody\" data-link=\"class{getClass:IsBodyExpanded}\">\n<div class=\"readMsgBody\">\n<div id=\"bodyreadMessagePartBodyControl477f\" class=\"ExternalClass MsgBodyContainer PlainTextMessageBody\" style=\"text-align: justify;\" data-link=\"class{:~tag.cssClasses(PlainText, IsContentFiltered)}\">\n<p>It&#8217;s not that I don&#8217;t like the Australian accent, but I simply couldn&#8217;t understand. Accents are tricky.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Soon I developed a way of coping. Laughing when they laughed, nodding when it seemed something to agree on and asking a question when the topic seemed closed.<br \/>\nIt worked most of the time. The time it did not, was a moment to remember.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It was during a Christmas dinner. A lot of family was sitting around the table and the conversations kept a quick pace. My heavy bloated head couldn&#8217;t keep up, so I deployed my conversation coping technique. It seemed to do the trick, until the whole gathering fell quiet and in the distance I could hear someone saying: &#8220;What do you think, So?&#8221;<br \/>\nMy head turned around with a look of bewildered surprise. It had question marks written all over it. Busted. I had been more occupied with the food than with the conversation and now they knew.<br \/>\nLuckily one out of the crowd came to my rescue by adding: &#8220;&#8230;of redheads. What do you think of redheads?&#8221;<br \/>\nOooh, right uhmmmm and that was it. Mos<\/p>\n<p>t of the people had already resumed their conversations and my moment of fame had passed.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Great, from now on these people will remember me as the girl who had no interest in them cause she was too busy stuffing her face with food.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;[:]<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[:en] Despite\u00a0not being a native English speaker, I always thought my English is fairly good. That was until I arrived to Australia. Those first weeks of trying to understand the Ozzie accent, were agony. 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