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...but mostly Serbian (with a little German here and there) so if you don't understand our native language, you'll miss out on the entertainment. I'm going to quote only the words she mispronounces, because this is where the comedy lies. Goes without saying that I can't remember each word, these are just the highlights:
guza - guđe
cipele - cipce
čarape - capce
auto - ato
nos - noj
sok - sos
pije - pi
baka - bada
pelena - pene
puzle - pu
sneg - gen
slon - son
maca - kate (Katze)
na poslu - polu
svetlo - selo
zubi - supa
meda - memi
kengur - kelju
cveće - seće
sveća - seće
šećer - seće
Moby* - bode
Robbie* - opi
By the way, Una's pediatrician thinks she doesn't speak enough (the method of determination whether the child is up-to-the-standard is a list of thirty-something random words; if a child uses 90% of those words by the age of two, it gets a TÜV seal of approval and can happily toddle on home. If not, it is invited for a check-up three months later to see if progress has been made. I don't know what will happen if Una "fails" the list once again.** Nobody mentions that she's probably confused by being constantly exposed to two languages (she hears enough German to be able to understand about 80% of what people tell her). The doctor claims she's "seen worse". Ah those wonderful words of comfort that each parent is secretly hoping to hear!
* As in pop stars.
** Come to think about it, will she be given a different list? I'm sure they wouldn't want us to cheat on the test.
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