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Hallo! Ik ben Lirkit!

Ik heb veel manieren geprobeerd om Engelse woorden te onthouden en vond de meest effectieve voor mij!

We hebben alle woorden van de liedjes die we ons hele leven hebben gehoord al in ons geheugen. We hebben er simpelweg geen aandacht aan besteed, maar we horen ze allemaal al!

Ik merkte dat wanneer je een nieuw woord leert uit een liedje dat je al eerder hebt gehoord, je de vertaling van dit woord al voor altijd kent en je het nooit zult vergeten!

Deze methode wil ik met je delen. Het schema is dus als volgt.

We vinden liedjes die we al gehoord hebben.

We voegen alle onbekende woorden ervan toe.

We slagen voor minitests van geheugenspellen. klaar

Nu je veel woorden kent, zul je heel snel de hele taal leren kennen!

Ik wed dat je verrast zult zijn hoe effectief deze methode is!)

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Loudon Wainwright III

Nanny

 

Nanny

(album: Here Come The Choppers! - 2005)


My grandmother was like no other
Too bad you didn't meet her
Every day at three she'd have G and T
At bridge you could not beat her
Christmastime she'd end up crying
Listening to Chevalier
And I got ten bucks and a card each year
In September for my birthday

My grandmother didn't much bother
Too much about being a granny
She didn't bake or knit
She didn't give a shit
Us kids called her nanny
In the summertime we'd visit her
Take the train up to Rhodes Island
Westerly all east taxi
Would pick us up, we'd party

My grandmother, my sister and my brother
And me all went to the ocean
In her cabin in there and that big beach chair
She'd survey our commotion
At the yacht club we'd get our grub
We had grinders and grape sodas
What a dream, pop corn, icecream
Two weeks, no junk food quotas!

My grandmother would light up another
You know that cough of hers was chronic
She didn't drink wine but she was just fine
With that nice tall gin and tonic
Nanny had opinions, Nanny wasn't prissy
She said the men were queer who just drank beer
And ginger-ale was for sissies

My grandmother provided cover
For me when times got tricky
She took me in despite my sin
When I was busted in the late sixties
She found me a job in a boat yard
In her kitchen I cooked my brown rice
And vegetables and hijiki seaweed
Wasn't too long before I wrote my first song
Pretty soon I'd done it twice

My grandmother was like no other
Too bad you didn't meet her
Every day at three she'd have G and T
At bridge you could not beat her
Christmastime she'd end up crying
Listening to Maurice Chevalier
And I got ten bucks and a card each year
In September for my birthday

One year I got a twenty from Nanny on my birthday

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Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?