Author: latwaan

I can’t believe my eyes when I read this article written by Isabelle Kerr. In this article she is putting down the use of what she calls slang and is trying to say that ” slang ” is ruining English language. I believe she is just talking nonsense, the reason for her undermining slang must be simply because she can’t understand it. She reminds me of a primary school child who through’s a strop and sulks because they cannot understand something.  She goes on to say that she is embarrassed and ashamed in fact she even goes as far as to apologize for being a member of the younger generation.

What she fails to realize is that she should be proud and hold her head high by being part of this generation because ” Slang ” is actually and intelligent adaptation to English language. It gives people short cuts to saying words also it gives people an easier understanding to a word or a phrase for instance if you’re texting someone and they say something funny its hard to express how funny it is over text messaging. Replying ” lool! ” rather than ” that was funny ” adds more emphasis and makes the other person know that it was funny.” Slang ” can be used in many ways, if your with your friend and he/she makes a rubbish joke , instead of laughing if you say ” lol ” it adds sarcasm and makes the other person know the joke was not funny. ” Slang ” is like coded language that’s why I think Isabelle is against it , its only natural to be against something that you can’t fully understand. ”Instead of creating words to improve our ability to communicate and express ourselves, these words simply promulgate an unhealthy culture obsessed with being seen in the right places and knowing who’s doing what.” This quote from the bare vexed article is insane because if it weren’t for slang English language would be harder to master.

It is a fact that slang improves people’s ability to communicate with other people so Isabelle statement on that point is terribly wrong. For example young children don’t know certain words such as talented and sarcastic. Using the slang word ” Sick ” explains talented in just one word and if Isabelle is saying that slang is not improving people’s ability to speak then she is wrong.

‘Regardless, the future of the English language looks bleak’ I completely disagree with this quote that she said because I believe slang is helping the English language and the more common slang is the brighter English language will be. The future of English language looks bright right now because slang is being accepted and introduced into dictionaries. Adding slang words to dictionaries helps people understand slang words and It does people a lot of favors for people who was not brought up in that type of language. However Isabelle clearly disagrees with me as she said ‘These recent additions to the dictionary certainly do us no favors’ If it does us no favors how did she know the definition of twerk ? When some people saw the video on Miley Cyrus twerking people were confused as to what that meant however the dictionary did people favors including Isabelle by explaining what it meant. As I am brought up in that language I automatically knew what it meant it is a type of dance but Isabelle found the exact definition ‘dance to popular music in popular music in a sexually provocative manner involving thrust hip movement and a low squatting stance’ If Isabelle is saying that words like this in the dictionary do not do us any favors then she is incorrect because if this word was not in the dictionary many people would be confused as to what dance Miley Cyrus was doing.

”Shakespeare will be turning in his grave” What a powerful statement if you ask me. Shakespeare is the king of slang in my eyes because he has created words that did not make sense in his time and now these words are part of the English dictionary. Some of the most common words in the English dictionary were made by him addiction, amazement, champion, gossip and lonely. There were all made by Shakespeare and to be honest if I put down all of the words he has created we would have a whole paragraph of just words. Our generation are to a certain extend inspired by Shakespeare and we are trying to mimic what he did in his time and mimic by the way is another word created by Shakespeare. Shakespeare would be partying in his grave because of all the work we have done in terms of language.

Slang is a quick, sufficient and simple way to communicate with people. Slang is also very intelligent, it managed to take out all the vowels from seriously ‘lool’. Srsly though ask a ten year old child what the word colloquial means and it would have there heads spinning. However ask a ten year old what slang is and he/she would now what your talking about.

Where can I start off? First of all I should I start by saying that every single one of those bus drivers have no sympathy, they see me struggle and run to the bus stop in record-breaking times sweating and out of breath but what do the bus drivers do? They drive straight past me with no remorse.

Let me tell you what happened to me one day. I woke up and looked at my watch and jumped out of my bed in panic. I was late to school. I packed my bag skipped breakfast and ran out my house. I see the bus drive up my road, I started sprinting to the bus stop I was not stopping for anyone even managed to barged my way through some school kid’s. I felt like I had dropped something but I didn’t pay no mind to it and continued charging to the bus stop. I finally got to the bus stop panting and out of breath, the bus parks up beside me and I get on walking straight past the bus driver to sit down but then the bus driver knock’s on his window and calls me back. I went back to the bus driver and he started shouting at me telling me to get of the bus cause I have no ticket, naturally I would just get of the bus but because I had my bus pass I was confident. So I just started shouting back at him telling him I have my pass and I’m about to bring it out. Whilst I’m arguing everyone on the bus is now arguing with the bus driver because they believe that I have my pass and that the bus driver is holding the bus up. So now I’m searching for my bus pass in my pocket and I can’t find it, I then realize that I might have dropped it when I was running for the bus. The bus driver took this opportunity and started getting cocky started telling me to get of the bus again and he made everyone on the damn bus complain at me telling me that they have work or college to go to and that I’m holding up the bus. I was not about to beef the whole bus so I just got off the bus.

TFL is the criminal mastermind here, they want to make money off children who are not even old enough to have a job. The latest crime they did was disallowing the use of money on the bus. Before you could pay to get on the bus if you have no oyster but now the TFL criminals have changed the rules, now if I forgot my oyster I have to buy a travel card which cost about £10!. How are school children supposed to pay £10 a day just to get on a bus that’s about £50 a week!. Another thing that annoys me about bus drivers is when they go on strikes, its like they are forgetting some people have school or work to go to. Even if the strike is only for one day, one day can determine whether you pass or fail exams and they going on strike for what? Money? They should get a pay cut instead of a pay rise if you ask me. What’s so hard about driving a bus anyway its a simple job and yet bus drivers act like there above us. That’s all I have to say about bus drivers for now but I will be back.

Brixton Daytime/Night time

In the daytime the traffic is always busy as everyone is rushing to get to school or work on time. Brixton road is jammed with cars and there’s always someone holding up the cars at the zebra crossing. The traffic lady is always having arguments with the drivers for holding at traffic but she isn’t realy interested in what they have to say. The lorries are ear deafening, their engines make buzzing sounds that hurts my ears every time they drive past me. Before I got to school I like to revise but the irritating cries of babies always side tracks my concentration.The disgusting smell of the garbage truck that drives past everyday at 11 o’clock makes me want to throw up that chicken Mayo wrap I had for breakfast. I haven’t personally smelt a dead rat but I believe there is a high possibility that one of them are inside of that garbage truck. The smell of that curry goat and rice hits my nose every time I walk past the Jamaican food shop it makes me turn back and walk into the shop with delight. It’s like Grandma’s cooking all over again. I order the usual chicken patty and curry goat rice I pay with £5 and tell the shop worker keep the change he always gets annoyed at me though cause the £5 I give him is always in 50p’s.

After I leave the shop I make my next pit stop around the corner to McDonald’s, the sweet smell of fries and the delightful smell of the big mac always leaves a trail to inside the shop which I always fall for. Inside the shop the place is spotless not a single rapper on the floor and the atmosphere is peaceful not to loud and not to quiet. The soothing classical music inside the shop just relaxes you and it makes you feel at one with yourself. When I finish ordering my food I sit down and eat my food , the big mac was properly cooked and the cheese was melted in perfectly and as for the fries that was also done perfect because it wasn’t to salty it was just enough. After I leave the shop I always see the same boy running for the 59 bus. Indirectly he was doing me a favour cause it meant that I didn’t have to run for it because he would always hold up the bus because he has no oyster. I walk to the bus stop and get on the bus to go school.

In the night-time it’s a whole different story its like its a different place , the roads are clear so you don’t hear the sound of car’s that much but every now and then you can hear the buses. On the pavement there are no children there is just large groups of drunk people shouting and drinking.The sweet smell of the Jamaican shop is over polluted by the strong musky smell of cannabis, which makes me want to go the opposite direction because of that musky smell. The buses are always parked next to the bus stop because there is always someone who doesn’t have an oyster and is holding up the bus. Everywhere I look I see drunk people shouting and falling on the floor , one drunk person asked me where McDonald’s was I held my nose because of his disgusting breath. Walking past McDonald’s is a disgusting experience as there is always vomit on the floor and a large group of about 30 teenagers chilling outside smoking, also there are about 20 homeless people trying to touch your face begging for change. I can’t even smell the sweet smell of fries or the delightful smell of the big mac but I was hungry so I decided to walk into to the shop anyway’s. When I walked in I stopped at the door straight away because the state of McDonald’s was atrocious rappers on the floor everywhere, vomit on the floor and barbecue sauce on the window’s. It was so loud in there I could not even hear myself speak , people were shouting and fighting it was a shambles. Anyway’s aside from the chaos in the shop I still proceeded to make my order, I ordered the usual big mac and fries then I sat down to eat. The big mac was undercooked it was cold and the cheese wasn’t even melted, as for the fries they where terrible too much salt its like McDonald’s where trying to poison me!. The peacefulness that the shop had in the morning completely dissapeared at night. Everytime I tried to eat a drunk man would sit next to me and make noise, when I tried to sit somewhere else he would just follow me. The soothing classical music the were played in the morning was non existent as teenagers would bring speakers into McDonalds and play loud rap music. Imagine trying to eat peacefully with loud music polluting the air. I had had enough I left the shop immediately and walked to the bus stop. It was not a surprise for me that the bus was just there waiting for police to come because a gang of boys had no oyster and would not get off the bus.