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THE UNIVERSE IS MADE OF LANGUAGE BITS

Today, during our first meeting with each other on LinkedIn, the question came up: what is the connection between Chemistry and Language? Chemistry is the area of work for Mahmud, and Language for Ali. We’ll try to keep the answer short, but hopefully revealing:

Answer 1: Atoms and molecules are to Chemistry what sounds and words (sentences/text) are to language.

Answer 2: The periodic table is to Chemistry what the alphabet is to language.

Answer 3: Without the Periodic Table of Elements, there is no universe, and without language, there is no periodic table.

#Chemistry #PeriodicTable #MahmudFarhadov #AliRaddaoui #Language #LanguageSystem #idiomoptima

IT'S ALL ABOUT SELF-LEARNING

Despite the bashing, trashing, and thrashing we do of language teaching methods, learners continue to learn. Some may be better than others at comprehending, conversing, composing, analyzing, or translating, but learning of one kind or another still takes place. I do not wish to sound cynical, but it's not self-evident to me that those who were taught following Communicative_Language_Teaching guidelines, for example, are necessarily better than those who were reared in the Audiolingual regimen. It looks like much of what we learn boils down to what WE, learners, decide to achieve outside formal learning environments. In other words, independent, self-driven learning may hold the secret to our successes (or failures).

hashtag#LifeLongLearning hashtag#IndependentLearning hashtag#LearnFromTheCradleToTheGrave hashtag#CLT hashtag#AudioLingualism

Learning is what we make of it

IdiomOptima: Your language solutions stop for English and Arabic

Badmouthing Communicative Language Teaching? No, Not Exactly.

THE SOCKET

Indeed I am no three am-er

Type of guy

But last Saturday, or was it last summer

Pain spikes were more severe

Than a screwdriver could bear

I called my dentist, Miss Overa, 

She was, I guess, sound asleep

She could hardly hear 

The torture in my cords.

She came nonetheless

Within half an hour

With a needle, a gauze 

And something of a plier

And lo and behold

Pulled out my middle-upper tooth

In as little as a quarter of an hour

Truth is, I am all the wiser for it

And best of all,

The pain subsided within the hour.

Other than the gaping socket,

The impact, I felt, 

Was rather insignificant

Except that it left me

Thpeaking with a lithp. 

ELEVENTH HOUR FLASH

The head mechanic's guillotine
Where my car engine is hanging
Is hanging my car engine by the head
Its bolts and nuts, seals, and joints
Interspersed all around
Its apertures agape
Bleeding dead lubricants.
With his hand of iron
The head mechanic securely framed by the right hand
Is firmly securing
The center-slanting iron carcass
Into new middle ground.
Said she before he got
The chop-ahead sign
"You know, iron brother,
I can't make head or hose of us
But why bother to comprehend
The local structure of the act
Where the means justify the end;
Dispose of me wherever
You deem fit to
Dispose of yourself:
We are both expendable".