“Shiyat , maaate , haven’t seen ya for a while , how’ve ya been ? ” “Hey ya heard bout Kaz ? She’s nicked off and left Jonesy . What’s he up to , Ahh he’s a sparky but he’s off the tools now . “. Oh no what about the kids , they’ve got a little rugrat too . Yeahhh so sad. … Yeah , thanks mate , yeah gidday mate , yeah thanks matey , yeah cheers , yeah sweet , you hav a good one , catch ya , all good , righto , catch ya on the weekend , all cool , cheers darl ……….
I started laughing . Is that how I sound ? It was weird , I was sitting amongst a heap of mums at Gravity zone at 10 am on a Monday morning in Frankston ; it sounded like a gaggle of geese out of some Hollywood cartoon . Maybe for the 1st time I saw the way I sound in LA . I was sort of embarrassed , I shouldn’t be but for the 1st time I had another view : wow we sound a bit uncouth . And why so friendly ? And the mate bit ….. and the extra bits attached to sentences and statements as if we were all friends .
I haven’t lived in Aus for 2 years and it’s already the 3rd time we’ve been back but this time the language and the accent has jumped out . Shit , I might be losing it ……. I think I’m turning into a yank . I’ve even been told I’ve picked up a couple of small speech changes……………God help me knackers , looks like there’s no turning back . Catch ya pups .
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