A tale of two translators, caught between civilisations
historytoday.com
historytoday.com
If anyone is interested in learning more about that diplomatic mission, the official two-volume account, published in 1797, is fascinating [1, 2]. The full title is An authentic account of an embassy from the King of Great Britain to the Emperor of China: including cursory observations made, and information obtained in travelling through that ancient empire, and a small part of Chinese Tartary; together with a relation of the voyage undertaken on the occasion of His Majesty's ship the Lion, and the ship Hindostan, in the East India company's service, to the Yellow Sea and Gulf of Pekin, as well as of their return to Europe; taken chiefly from the papers of His Excellency the Earl of Macartney, Sir Erasmus Gower, and of other gentlemen in the several departments of the embassy. The accompanying volume of plates is at [3].
Thank you again, Internet Archive.
[1] https://archive.org/details/authenticaccount01stau/page/n5/m...
[2] https://archive.org/details/authenticaccount02stau/page/n7/m...
[3] https://archive.org/details/gri_33125008481562/page/n9/mode/...
https://blog.archive.org/2019/01/28/the-world-as-they-saw-it...
[0] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sir_George_Staunton,_1st_Baron... [1] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sir_George_Staunton,_2nd_Baron...
Sometimes it can be humorous. Read a label on a package of potpourri in a dollar store: "Scented Kitchen Odors".
Example: When an Englishman calls an idea "interesting", he thinks it is horrible. A Dutch person hearing "interesting" will interpret as the other person indeed being interested and will follow up on it later.
So many examples come to mind. On a seasonal theme: mince pies in the U.K., which are filled with mincemeat. Mince pies are a sweet vegetarian snack, because “mincemeat” isn’t “minced meat”.
Conversely, “biscuits in gravy”…
USA: https://daisysworld.net/2012/01/25/buttermilk-biscuits-and-g...
U.K.: https://old.reddit.com/r/pics/comments/65dg0d/americans_i_ha...
If you speak English, know a little French, and can understand most accents, dialects, and localisms in the US (especially the many Southern ones), then understanding Creole can be pretty easy.
At least I unexpectedly understood it somewhere between 80-100% the first time I heard it in person.
British, Irish, SA, Aus, and NZ versions of English actuality sound more "funny" to my American ear, even if Creole requires more focus to listen and comprehend.
Creole to me sounds more like an extreme slang and accent more than a different dialect, in an "uncanny valley" sort of way.
Also, fun fact: Belgians have the same accents in English, no matter if they speak Dutch or French first!
Fair. As a teen cycling along Portsdown Hill, a white van driver stopped to ask me for directions. I didn’t recognise the name of the place they said they were looking for until I cycled on to the next signpost and realised their accent had just confused me and that the place itself was a local village I knew perfectly well.
But it is always delightful to see the 'fringe of language' right on the edge, where the other side collide with our nonsense, too.
It is especially beautiful to see this feathery discord, where borrowed words are lobbed like thieved apples and think "ach, du, ge' ma' hin, mir ist wurscht"..