Language
At the end of last week I was on a work course about the use of language and it’s effects. The main part of interest to me was the section on using appropriate language for different age groups. Using advanced language (with explanations) helps increase the intellect of many.
For me the reverse became interesting.
There were examples given, of how certain words or phrases invoke certain memories or amounts of knowledge.
“Language and cognition tend to interact in a dual and cyclical relationship”
“habitual uses of language can influence our habit of thought and action”
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If we see the letter “m” it can produce different reactions within different brains. Many see m as meaning metres. Others are reminded of male or married. For me it was the phonetic sound m, which i use when sounding out the words in my Little reading books.
Little is another word — meaning small to most but to me designates my status as an adult child. Someone who lives as, and loves being a youngster.
For the last few years under the guidance of Miss S I have adopted junior bedtimes, TV, books, food, etc. I have also isolated myself, no social life etc. Consequently a huge part of the language i hear and use is from “Little” sources. Early “Learn to Read” books, Peppa Pig Magazine, CBeebies programmes. My music is children’s songs (Incey Wincey Spider is a big fav at the moment) and Nursery Rhymes. This repetition and reinforcement is working it’s magic.
Small changes, but good ones in my eyes. Miss S believes so too, and during our chats this week, she has commented that I have gradually become more childish in my approach to life and in my use of language etc.
In case anyone is worried, this is what i want, what i need and I am so happy about it.
Thank you Miss S xxxxxxxxxx
PS — I had to take my time on all of that, to get it right and corrected more errors than i would have done a couple of years ago. there was more thinking about it ratrher than it just flowed. (My early posts were all of a “stream of consciousness” style)
