Departure from the past

I somehow ended up on some pages (1, 2, 3, 4, 5) about still-barely-alive Greek-derived dialects and I couldn’t stop crying. I am one of the least chauvinistic people you will ever meet in your life, but when it comes to “old things” I get attached to them in a weird way. For example, having just 500 people left who still speak ancient Doric, or another 20,000 who speak another Doric dialect (in southern Italy no less), and another… 60 people left still speaking an ancient Attic dialect it’s just difficult to bear.

Even when something breaks at home and I need to throw away, I depart with it by thinking “thank you, you served me well”. Once or twice I have said that aloud, and JBQ would make weird faces on me. I get attached to things that have served me or others for a long time. It’s like departing with something important that was part of me for a long time or other’s lives for thousands of years. It’s just painful.

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mikesum32 wrote on May 22nd, 2007 at 11:01 AM PST:

Someone needs to get these languages on tape. Someone needs to keep a record, a history.

It’s not right to let knowledge and history die. Where are the linguists ?

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