septembre 17, 2003

A Language Dies

Typical day, work ahead, bills to pay. NPR waking me up. Our local station has 12 minutes per hour (during the Morning Edition) to offer up local stories this one captured my attention. The loss of a language has many repercussions. Food for thought. I am not a linguist and late to the game, but many times a culture will come up with a single word that conveys a very significant understanding of life. Koyannisqatsi comes to mind.

What if you were charged as the sole repository of your language? We have Miss Neva Eggman on tape last native speaker of the Klammath tounge.

Posted by Philip at septembre 17, 2003 07:52 PM | TrackBack
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