Journal entry three
Last night, my entire world changed focus to be about one man and our private loyalty. He is going to teach me his language, the languedoc - Occitan. And I think I understand more now about what it means to be from this place - a nation that was once independent, and tried and failed to regain that independence. He showed he the photograph of him, young and fighting for his cause, and that drove the point home.


Occitan words:
Adieussiatz - hello and goodbye (formal)
Adieu - hello and goodbye (informal)
Blavinèl - my favorite shade of blue
De qu'un asili sètz-vos escapat? - What asylum did you escape from?
Duas anetz e un apèch - two ducks and an acorn
Hansin - me! (affectionately)
Ieu m'escusi d'èsser alemand - I apologize for being German
Ieu vòli pas-ges vòstre lesega femnièra - I don't want any of your feminine lettuce.
I te balharai meu fiseletat - To you, I will give my loyalty.
Irange - orange
Lo demai aquò rai - the rest is nothing
Lo nis als anetz - the ducks' nest (the apartment)
Mercé - thank you
Nadal - Christmas
Òc - yes
Oncle - Uncle
Tanta - Aunt
Vos prègui - please