Teaching English in Japan can feel like an uphill battle. Zoom in on the picture above. It's an example of the verbal knots students sometimes tie themselves in.
This photo is of a sign outside a restaurant not far from my house. I don't know how much foreign custom they get with that sign. I shudder to think what the menu must be like.
The scary thing is that, now that I've been here so long, and now that I speak Japanese, I totally understand what they're trying to say.
In the wrong hands, a dictionary is a dangerous weapon.
Words from an Irishman on his way home...
Wednesday, 15 November 2006
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