Goðan dag!
The funny looking letter in the word above is called ed. Really! It's quite interesting, the ed, because in Faroese, you don't pronounce it.
So goðan is pronounced gowonn.
The g on dag इसं't pronounced either, so you wind up with 'go-wonn-dah' which means good day in Faroese. It's a more formal hello.

My Faroese is, thankfully, becoming a lot better very quickly. I can mostly understand what goes on around me which is the most fantastic feeling, but I'm still extremely grateful to my friends when they translate the stuff they think I'm not getting, because quite often they think right.
Speaking Faroese is significantly more difficult - their grammar is very hard and while it's easy to distinguish the idea of a word from the main sound of it, it's harder to figure out which of 3 to 6 forms to use in conversation. There are male, female and common genders, and then there's past tense, present tense, future, and then there's definite or indefinite. It's hard. Trust me. When I understand things, I rarely understand entire sentences, but a few words in them, and the use of the word ikki always infers not or no, so I get the general idea.
Ikki, by the way, is pronounced 'itchy' and always cracks me up, because people often use it as a question, and sometimes when a teacher has said something that seems strange the entire class sits there going 'Itchy?' and I can't help but laugh.
There are some funny translations like that. Dot in Faroese is prikk, and in chemistry, we do prikk diagrams (they're called Lewis Dot in New Zealand). I was actually in hysterics when our teacher first started talking about those.
But yes, this is a fantastic language - it's very pretty, much more so than Danish which has lots of funny sounds and is spoken from the back of one's throat. Faroese sounds almost like English and indeed sometimes when I'm just about to fall asleep in assembly, my brain Englifies phrases and I hear very strange things in English that the speaker has not said. This, as one would imagine, can be hilarious.

I'm late posting again ... I'm terrible for this, aren't I? But I went to a football match last night (Klaksvík vs. Argir and Klaksvík lost) and then to a really great concert which featured an acapella gospel choir. It was amazing, there was this one guy (who I discovered this morning has sung with a girl in my class, she has their albums so I can borrow them and copy them, yay!) who was so abnormally good it wasn't funny. He had a fantastically pure voice. Everyone in this country can sing, but he was the best I'd heard yet.
And on Saturday, Stacey (the other kiwi. I can't remember whether I've introduced Stacey) and I sat around and ate pizza and watched The Return of the King (LOTR) which made us think that New Zealand was very beautiful and no wonder people asked us so many questions about Lord of the Rings.
Because they do. I'm heartily sick of the Lord of the Rings, though to be fair, most people probably wouldn't have heard of New Zealand if they didn't exist. Oh, dear. Sheep and LOTR. That's it, really. Oh, and sharks. They love to hear about sharks. And they're always impressed by weta and eels as well.

On Friday night, we had my host dad's birthday party. He very much liked his present, which was a tie with little kiwis on it and a tie pin of the silver fern. New Zealand represent!
I also got to stand up and give a speech about NZ which was fun because there were lots of questions and I was even asked to demonstrate how New Zealanders shear sheep - they can't understand how we do it so fast, but having said that, sheep in the Faroes are shorn with scissors and it takes about 20 minutes per animal.
Wouldn't exactly be practical in New Zealand.

Anyway, Stacey and I are now going to mission it into Tórshavn to get ourselves library cards (I finished school at 12PM today. Good deal, I think!)
Farvæl, Kelsy!

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