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trans-radfem · 4 months
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«"If you don't like a man then don't accept food from him, you deadbeat"
My best friend pays for our lunches one day.
Breakfast is on me another day.
I visit my aunt and she gives me a taco.
I go to my mother in law's and she gives me fruit.
My friend's mom has sent me lunch to school many times.
The party is over and my godmother tells me "wait, I'm giving you takeaway".
Mom has visitors and she figures out how to give something away, she gives away because "a taco is denied to nobody".
It's weird how only men think that feeding someone is a kind of sexual services contract or a debt that someone has with them to secure a sentimental relationship.
How nice is being women and giving eachother sweets, chocolates, cookies, share chips, tea with joy.»
— Capibara Sand
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multifixwritings · 1 month
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Tengo conocimientos básicos de español y quiero mejorar. ¿Puedes ayudarme? ¡Quiero aprender a hablar español!
I am brushing up on my Spanish once more. My understanding of the language is rudimentary at best, able to hold simple conversations, but wish to improve. If anyone is able to help, it would be greatly appreciated. If not, then I will happily settle for being corrected when I make a mistake in any Spanish post. (That includes this one—I am not sure if I was able to translate properly.)
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lis4ux · 2 months
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I was stopping by to tell you that today is marathon day together 🤭
Of my top 3 in all jiara fanfics, even though it is in a language that I don't speak (I speak and understand Spanish) I thank the translator 🤭💞
Have a nice week 💞
Impresionante, un maratón juntos 😭
¡Estoy tan feliz de que disfrutes la historia lo suficiente como para superar los obstáculos del idioma!
Escuchar que es uno de mis favoritos hace que mi corazón se derrita 🥹
Espero que tengas la mejor semana 🫶
Yo uso traductoras tambien 😘
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marandina-001 · 4 months
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to make a post i had to search what "faringe" was spelled like in english and uh- what the fuck.
PHARYNX!? WHY DO YOU SPELL IT SO FUNKY LMAO
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I didn't know that there was no english translation for "El niño que enloqueció de amor" (The boy who fell madly in love) !!! if any english speaking folk is interested in reading it I'm working on a free english translation as a part of my major :)) !! I also made a better version of the original pdf available if anyone is interested in that dm me, the version that I found on anna's archive was very old and some words were hard to discern (the book is from 1915, what could I expect)
The book is very interesting, ando also caused major havoc in the chilean conservative society of the time, writers and poets alike praised it though! the original version included some sonnets and poems written by different authors, Gabriela Mistral included!!
So yeah, if anyone is interested in it send me a message :))
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so i tried writing a poem in spanish this time, but the translation was a bit wonky. maybe somebody could help me? and i just wanted to share it anyways
"te amó con todo mi corazón"
¿es esto como se siente?
teniendo un mano lleno de personas que tú has encontrado
tal vez por pura suerte
tal vez por el destinó, si tal cosa existe
que los darías todo de tu a
que puedes estar seguro que ellos se quedan contigo sin importar lo que hagas
¿es esto como se siente?
¿a tener una familia que es más de sangre?
una familia de elección
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“te amó con todo mi corazón”
is this what it feels like?
having a handful of people that you have found
maybe by pure luck maybe by fate, if such a thing there is
that you would give all of yourself to
that you can be certain will stay with you no matter what you do
is this what it feels like?
to have a family that is more than blood?
a family by choice
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nootville · 2 years
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"The Flamingos' Stockings" by Horacio Quiroga
Once upon a time the vipers had a grand ball. They invited the Frogs and Toads, the Flamingos, and the Yacaré Caimans and the Fish. The Fish, just as they don’t walk, could not dance; but being that the dance was on the shore of the river, the Fish were peeking out at the dance floor and applauding with their tails.
The Yacaré Caimans, to adorn themselves, put banana necklaces around their necks and smoked Paraguayan cigars. The Toads completely covered themselves in fish scales, and walked with a wiggle, as though they were swimming. Every time they walked very seriously past the riverbank, the Fish would yell at them mockingly. 
The Frogs covered their entire bodies with perfume and walked on two feet. Also, each one wore around their necks, like tiny lanterns, a firefly that swayed from side to side.
But even more beautiful than them were the Vipers. All of them, without exception, were dressed in ballerina costumes, the same color as each viper. The red Vipers wore a small skirt of red tulle, the green ones a skirt of green tulle; the yellow ones a skirt of yellow tulle; and the Yararás Vipers, a skirt of gray tulle painted with brick and dust-colored stripes, because these are the colors of the yararás.
And the most splendid of them all were the Coral Vipers, who were dressed in long ribbons of red, white, and black gauze, and danced with streamers. When the Vipers danced and turned around supported by the tips of their tails, everyone applauded them wildly.
Only the Flamingos, who then had white feet, and even now, just like back then, have a very gross and twisted nose; only the Flamingos were sad, because they were not very smart and had not dressed themselves very fancifully. They were envious of everyone else’s clothes, and especially of the Coral Vipers. Every time a Coral Viper passed in front of them, flirting and waving their streamers of gauze, the Flamingos would die of envy.
Then a Flamingo said:
“I know what we’ll do. We’ll put on red, black, and white stockings, and the Coral Vipers will fall in love with us.”  
And getting up all together to fly, they crossed the river and went to hit up a shop in the town.
“Knock knock!” they knocked with their feet.
“Who is it?” the Shop Worker responded.
“We’re the Flamingos. Do you have red, black, and white stockings?”
“No, we don’t,” answered the Shop Worker. “Are you crazy? You can’t find stockings anywhere around these parts.”
So the Flamingos went to another store.
“Knock knock! Do you have red, black, and white stockings?”
The Shop Worker answered: “What did you say? Red, black, and white? There aren’t stockings anywhere in these parts. You’re crazy. Who are you?”
“We’re the Flamingos,” they responded.
And the man said:
“Then you are crazy Flamingos for certain.”
They went to another store.
“Knock knock! Do you have red, black, and white stockings?”
The Store Worker yelled: “What colors? Red, black, and white? Only big-beaked birds like yourselves would ask for stockings like those. Leave at once!”
And the man swept them out with his broom.
The Flamingos traveled around to all the stores, and at each one they were called crazy. Then an Armadillo, who had been going to get water from the river, wanted to mock the flamingos, and he told them by making a grand greeting,
“Good evening, Oh Messieurs Flamingos! I know what you’re looking for. You won’t find stockings like those in any store. Maybe there are some in Buenos Aires, but you’ll have to order and get them shipped here. My sister-in-law, the Barn Owl, she has stockings like that. Ask her for them, and she’ll get you red, black, and white stockings.
The Flamingos said their thanks, and they went flying to the Barn Owl’s cave. And they said:
“Good evening, Barn Owl! We came to ask you for red, black, and white stockings. Today is the Vipers’ grand ball, and if we get these stockings, the Coral Vipers will fall in love with us.
“With pleasure!” The Barn Owl responded. “Wait one second, and I’ll fly immediately.”
And flying away, she left the Flamingos alone; and shortly after returned with the stockings. But they were not stockings, rather they were the leathered skins of coral vipers, very beautiful leather just taken off of the vipers that the Barn Owl had hunted.
“Here are the stockings” the Barn Owl told them. “Don’t worry about anything, except for one thing: dance all night, dance without stopping for a moment, dance on your sides, on your beaks, on your heads, however you want; but don’t stop for one moment, because instead of dancing you’ll be crying.”
But the Flamingos, who were very stupid, did not understand well what great danger was in store for them, and crazy with happiness they put on the coral viper leather, as stockings, they tucked their legs inside the leather, which was like tubes. And very content they went flying to the dance.
When they saw the Flamingos with their absolutely beautiful stockings, everyone was jealous. The Vipers wanted to dance with them, only, and as the Flamingos did not stop moving their feet even for a second, the Vipers could not see very well what those precious stockings were made of.
But little by little, however, the Vipers began to lose trust. When the Flamingos danced beside them they lowered themselves closer to the ground in order to see better.
The Coral Vipers, like everyone, were very restless. They did not look away from the stockings, and they also crouched down to try and touch the Flamingos’ feet with their tongues, because the tongues of vipers are like people’s hands. But the Flamingos danced and danced ceaselessly, until they were exhausted and could not dance anymore.
The Coral Vipers, who knew this, immediately asked the Frogs for their little lanterns, which were little glowing bugs, and waited all together for the Flamingos to fall over of exhaustion.
Effectively, one minute after, a Flamingo, who could not dance anymore, tripped with a cigar from a Yacaré Caiman, staggered and fell over sideways. At once the Coral Vipers rushed over with the little lanterns, and illuminated the Flamingo’s feet. And they saw what those stockings were made of, and they let out a hiss that was heard on the other shore of Paraná.
“These are not stockings!” yelled the Vipers, “we know what this is! We’ve been deceived! The Flamingos have killed our sisters and have put on their skins like stockings! The stockings that they have are made of Coral Vipers!”
On hearing this, the Flamingos, filled with fear because they had been discovered, wanted to fly; but they were too tired to lift even one foot. Then the Coral Vipers threw themselves onto them, and they bit the stockings to untwist them from their feet. They pulled the stockings off in pieces, furious, and they also bit their feet, so that they would die.
The flamingos, crazy with pain, jumped from side to side, without the Coral Vipers untwisting from their legs. Until at last, seeing that not a single piece of stocking had stayed on their legs, the Vipers set them free, exhausted and fixing the gauze of the dance outfits.
Finally, the Coral Vipers were sure that the Flamingos were going to die, because at least half of the Coral Vipers that had bitten them were venomous.
But the Flamingos did not die. They ran and threw themselves into the water, feeling a huge amount of pain. They yelled out in agony, and their feet, which were white, were now red due to the venom of the Vipers. Days and days passed and they always felt terrible burning in their feet, and they always were the color of blood, because they were poisoned.
Much time passed. And still to this day the flamingos spend almost all day with their red feet stuck in the water, trying to calm the burn that they feel in them.
Sometimes they move for the shore, and take a few steps onto the land, so they can see how it is. But the pain of the venom immediately comes back, and they run back into the water. Sometimes the pain they feel is so great, that they lift a foot and stay like that for hours and hours, because they cannot stretch.
This is the history of the flamingos, who before had white feet and now have red feet. All the fish know why this is, and they mock them for it. But the flamingos, while healing in the water, do not pass up an occasion to take revenge, eating any little fish that gets too close when trying to mock them.
FIN
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Translated from Spanish (original here: https://ciudadseva.com/texto/las-medias-de-los-flamencos/) to English by me as part of a university assignment
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You speak multiple languages that’s amazing
hi anon! haha, yes i do! it is a bit rough, especially while typing, but i try my best - definitely not fluent, though! there are some things i do need to translate. i know a bit of german and gaelic, but those are just for fun. thank you!
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redreadretale · 2 months
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Translate Please……
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glowsticcc · 5 months
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how many languages do you know?
(i’m counting languages where you took one class for a semester if you retained any of it congrats you are a little multilingual)
(reblog for bigger sample size!)
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trans-radfem · 6 months
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Surrogacy add targeting Mexican women:
Accomplish your goals:
Complete your education
Support your family
Open the business you always wished for
[picture shows a visibly pregnant woman holding a fan of American dollars while holding her belly and a small USA flag on the bottom]
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adhd-languages · 8 months
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In the Spanish Gravity Falls dub, the “My ex-wife still misses me..but her aim is getting better!”
Is translated as “My ex-esposa todavía me quiere…¡me quiere matar!”
Roughly translating to “My ex-wife still wants me… wants me dead!”
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longliveblackness · 6 months
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Congo is silently going through a silent genocide. Millions of people are being killed so that the western world can benefit from its natural resources.
More than 60% of the world's cobalt reserves are found in Congo, used in the production of smartphones.
Western countries are providing financial military aid to invade regions filled with reserves and in the process millions are getting killed and millions homeless.
Multinational mining companies are enslaving people especially children to mine.
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La República Democrática del Congo vive un genocidio silencioso. Millones de personas están siendo asesinadas para que la parte occidental del mundo pueda beneficiarse de sus recursos naturales.
Más del 60% de las reservas mundiales de cobalto se encuentran en el Congo, y se utiliza en la producción de teléfonos inteligentes.
Los países occidentales están proporcionando asistencia financiera militar para invadir regiones llenas de reservas y en el proceso millones de personas mueren y millones se quedan sin hogar.
Las empresas mineras multinacionales están esclavizando a la gente, especialmente a los niños, para trabajar en las minas.
Street Art and Photo by Artist Eduardo Relero
(https://eduardorelero.com)
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chocochococoffee · 9 months
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what happens when you change your web standards to be only english-speaker inclusive
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thecornishtranslator · 9 months
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Strange work habit: I love a dance break
Some context: I always listen to music when I work, in fact I always have? I got into the habit during my GCSE's when my teacher recommended I listen to music in whichever language I was currently revising, to help me focus but also improve my listening skills ready for my exam. It worked a treat and I guess it's a habit that stuck as I still tend to do that even now.
(I once made the mistake of listening to Spanish music whilst planning a French lesson though. I planned it all in the wrong language and had to spend ages changing it!) So now, my noise cancelling headphones and a good playlist often get me in the right frame of mind for being productive. Most of the time once I get going I'm not really listening to the music all that much... But I am partial to the odd dance break when a really good song comes on. It's a good 3 minute screen break! 🤷‍♂️ Anyone else have any odd habits you've picked up over the years?
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emmi-kat · 2 months
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Reblog with what languages.
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