The 66th Circle Time: The Show and Tell Weekly Thread
Show and Tell is wasted on elementary schoolers. Join several dozen bloggers weekly to show off an item, tell a story, and get the attention of the class. In other words, this is Show and Tell 2.0. Everyone is welcome to join, even if you have never posted before and just found out about Show and Tell for the first time today. So yank out a photo of the worst bridesmaid’s dress you ever wore and tell us the story; show off the homemade soup you cooked last night; or tell us all about the scarf you made for your first knitting project. Details on how to participate are located at the bottom of this post.
Let’s begin.
Early in our relationship, Josh and I were in a used bookstore and we each purchased each other a book to read. I bought Josh Adam’s Diary by Knut Faldbakken. For some inexplicable reason, this book has been by the front door for the past three years or so amongst the gardening equipment. This isn’t the reason I’m telling you this story.
In college, I got special permission to take a high-level Scandinavian literature class. It was all graduate students and seniors and a nineteen-year-old me. The course work was really over my head. This was one of the books we read in class. One of the main characters was called Payk and it seemed like there was a joke surrounding this name, but I didn’t get it because I didn’t speak Norwegian and I was reading the book in translation, unlike some of the graduate students.
I called up a friend in Norway and asked him why this would be amusing. I kept saying aloud that the boy’s name is Payk (pronouncing in “p’ache”–like ache, with a p in front of it), never spelling it, and my friend said, “well, I’ve heard Falkbakken is pretty racy. He probably created a name that is close to ‘pikk’ which means ‘cock’.”
I took this information to class.
And I made sure I spoke first in class in order to work in this brilliant assessment of his name. “And, of course,” I said confidently, “Falkbakken continues the sexual themes of the book by working the word ‘pikk’ into the text in the form of Payk’s name.”
And there was silence.
And there were uncomfortable looks exchanged and a few people laughed and the teacher gently said, “the main character’s name is pronounced “Pay Koa”–the two letters “p” and “k” with the Norwegian pronunciation of those letters. Because his name is actually Per Kristian. So PK or Pay-koa (also written Payk) is merely short for Per Kristian. And it would help if you didn’t use words like that in my seminar again.”
Classy!
What are you showing today?
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- If you would like to join circle time and show something to the class, simply post each Wednesday night (or any time between Wednesday morning and Friday night), hopefully including a picture if possible, and telling us about your item. It can be anything–a photo from a trip, a picture of the dress you bought this week, a random image from an old yearbook showing a person you miss. It doesn’t need to contain a picture if you can’t get a picture–you can simply tell a story about a single item. The list opens every Wednesday night and closes on Friday night.
- You must mention Show and Tell and include a link back to this post in your post so people can find the rest of the class. This spreads new readership around through the list. This is now required.
- Label your post “Show and Tell” each week and then come back here and add the permalink for the post via the Mr. Linky feature (not your blog’s main url–use the permalink for your specific Show and Tell post).
- Oh, and then the point is that you click through all of your classmates and see what they are showing this week. And everyone loves a good “ooooh” and “aaaah” and to be queen (or king) of the playground for five minutes so leave them a comment if you can.
- Did you post a link and now it’s missing?: I reserve the right to delete any links that are not leading to a Show and Tell post or are the blogging equivalent of a spitball.
- If you want it…
I’ve now placed a Show and Tell archive on the sidebar that will be updated each week in case you miss it. And click here for the icon code if you wish to have it for your blog. It links to the archives.
35 comments
I don't know if I should do a show-and-tell this week. It may not be racy enough. Heh.
I think I would have died, just died, right there on the spot.
How brave you are for telling us this even now.
Wow. Hee, hee. Pikk rhymes with…
Oh. My. Word. Mel, you are priceless. (rolling on the floor laughing…)
that is hilarious!
LOL. I am dying just reading about it. You are one brave girl!
Fabulous! I'm so glad I'm not the only one who does stuff like that.
When I was in Germany many many years ago (almost 20 years ago actually) as an exchange student, my German was still very academic and not so coloquial. All of my friends used the word 'geil' in the same context as we use the words cool or awesome. One day at dinner with my rather formal host parents I used it in the context that I THOUGHT was correct, referring to a movie that I had seen the evening before.
Imagine my chagrin when, after my host father went apoplectic and exchange partner explained in hushed tones that particular word had another, less socially acceptable meaning.
You see, 'geil' means horny. And I had just referred to a movie that I had seen and really enjoyed was a horny movie.
What a story! I would have been mortified! haha
You have the BEST, I mean the BEST stories. I can just about imagine your face — the shock and sincerity all rolled into one.
HAHAHAH
If anyone could carry that out with aplomb, it's you.
I'd have just died. That is too much.
Oops! Talk about looking like a Pikk…;)
Oh lordy… I think I would've gone to that class in disguise from then on, lol.
LOL! Awesome!
From someone who puts her foot in her mouth often, I feel your pain.
As an undergraduate my husband took a graduate philosophy seminar focusing on a single author, and he was the only non-doctoral student. No one else I know has ever even heard of this philosopher. He was over his head, but he can fake it well. (And he is fluent in the philosopher's native language, though I think they read a lot of it in English.)
Now when someone comes to our house and looks at the Philosophy shelf of our library (yes we have a library and yes there's a Philosophy shelf), they wonder why there are all of the normal classics (Plato, Aristotle, Hume, Kant, Descartes…) and one unbelievably obscure guy.
*snicker*
That's one way to make sure no one tries to copy off your work. 🙂
Ugh…that makes me cringe because I know just how you feel.
I would have died.
Heh
I would have turned a thousand shades of red and crawled under the table to hide. You are seriously brave for sharing the story.
ROFL!
How red in the face did you go?
Oh! That's a funny story for a lifetime!
Loved it!
That is hysterical.
Along the same lines: I worked on an Apache Indian Reservation in Arizona. They were teaching me some of the native words. One day I mentioned that kids generally call me La..or La La. They all start laughing. I am thinking I am saying something just witty (of course)
A really sick patient walked through the door and we attended them- without me finding out why they were laughing.
As we were treating this patient I said to one of the other nurses "So you guys going to start calling me La now or what?" (they pick up on all nicknames)
The patient's eyes bugged out, the other nurse about fell out from shock, a patient on the other side of the curtain started hysterically laughing.
Apache translation of La=Penis.
The nickname didn't stick. Thank goodness.
That is really funny. I think I would have been wishing the floor would just open up.
LOL..that's a great story. 🙂
That is hilarious! It sounds like something I would do. I bet every person in that class remembers your comment fondly. lol!
I have read you for a while…I just wanted to let you know about my blog as well. Yes, another infertile-myrtle. Thanks for your openess and what you do for all of us!!
I don't know where else to put this- FYI on the TV show "The Doctors" today (Thursday)they have an RE on there answering questions.
That story is almost as awesome as the fact that you are able to tell it with what I assume is a sense of humour at your earnestness, and not only the sinking, cringing feeling of remembering your teacher's response. Just one more reason that you rule, Lolly.
I would have died. Um, thanks for sharing lol
Ouch. That's why I never spoke in class.
Oh! I laughed out loud! Thanks for sharing! And thanks for mentioning me in the LFCA!
Okay- number three comment on the same damn post. I am pathetic. Happy ICLW!!!
NU-UH!! HAHAHAHAHA!
haha thats a great story! Hey I give you an A for effort for trying to find a deeper subtext for the character's name.
O.M.G. I know you just died. Your stories are the best, keep em coming. Happy ICLW too, can't believe its August already, um where did 2009 go?
Oh my…
Bea