Comparto hoy con vosotros, en estos días en los que se celebra el trigésimo aniversario de Sur in English, suplemento semanal del diario Sur de Málaga, un relato que ahí me publicaron, en junio de 1990, y que posteriormente recuperé en uno de mis libros y utilicé como ejercicio en alguna de mis clases.
Se trata de una historia corta sobre un maestro de escuela imaginario, contado en clave de humor, usando modismos ingleses traducidos al Spanglish. Podemos definir Spanglish como "un idioma híbrido, formado a partir del español, introduciendo términos anglosajones sin traducir o traducidos incorrectamente" o, en términos más simples, como un tipo de habla, usada frecuentemente por los hispanohablantes en USA, que consiste en combinar palabras en inglés y palabras en español en una misma frase, como por ejemplo:
I speak Spanglish 7 dias a week & 24 horas al dia
Spanglish spoken aquí
Vivo en un flat pequeño
Tuve problemas parqueando mi car this morning
La llave del agua está likeando toda la noche
etc.
o, en casos extremos, construir frases en español traduciendo erróneamente palabras inglesas que suenan como otras palabras españolas, como por ejemplo:
'Tengo que vacunar la carpeta', por 'Tengo que limpiar la alfombra con la aspiradora', por influencia del inglés I have to vacuum my carpet.
Este tipo de inglés españolizado es el que por estas tierras se suele llamar, o se llamaba, en mis años más jóvenes, 'inglés de los montes', que en mi historia convierto en English from The Stick ('Inglés de El Palo'), sin ninguna razón especial que lo justifique, si no es por su mayor rotundidad fonética.
El juego que os propongo es ir adivinando cuál es el modismo inglés auténtico, que doy por orden de aparición al final de la historia:
ENGLISH FROM THE STICK OR A CURIOUS
CASE OF SPANGLISH
My good friend Pepe, who is very
fond of idioms, teaches English at a small school in the mountains not far from
El Palo. His school as he himself says is nothing of the other Thursday, but
I’d like to tell you about something that he has invented: what he calls Stick
English, or English from The Stick. So that you can have a good idea what this
sort of English is like, I’ll take the liberty to make free use of it in my
article today.
For if the flies and to avoid any misunderstandings, I’d better
tell you right away that Pepe is a good professional and the English he teaches
in his school has nothing or almost nothing to do with this “stick” variety
that he uses mainly in his spare time and with his friends. He’s also an
honest, straightforward chap who likes to call bread, bread, and wine, wine
or, in other words, somebody who likes things clear and chocolate thick.
As I have already said, his school is a bit of a long way away and isolated, or
to put it in his own jargon, in the fifth pinetree, where Christ lost his
cap, and since he lives alone, not having yet found his
half-orange (he insists on marrying a virgin, for he hates to
be plate of second table), at weekends he occasionally comes to
town to toss a white hair to the wind and have
a little cup with his chums, and it is not all that strange
for him to end up holding a good hake in the early hours of the morning.
Pepe gets on very well with his
pupils, but if there’s something that gives him one hundred kicks in the stomach it is for them to do
him the small ball: he really detests flattery in all its forms.
He’s a bit short-sighted, or as he says, he sees less than Joe Milk, so
when he suspects the students are up to something or when he smells there’s
a cat locked in somewhere, he can’t help becoming a little fly
and may even climb up the walls, because if there’s something he can’t
swallow it is to be led to the orchard or taken
for a lily.
At fifty-eight or so, he’s quite fit
and healthy, but he’s a bit of a hypochondriac, and a few months ago, when he
was ill and thought he was going to die, he had a permanent knot
in the throat. Thank goodness, he got over it and now he
feels himself very well again and keeps saying he’s not finished yet
and has rope for long.
Economically speaking, like most
teachers, he’s not very well off and is always at the fourth question,
but as he’s not one to walk on branches, nor has he got
hairs on the tongue, the other day he wrapped the blanket around his
head and went straight to the headmaster’s office to ask him
for a rise, but as he later told his colleagues, who had been eagerly waiting
for him outside to see if he’d had any success, he had the painful impression
he had been talking to the wall all the time, and the message he seemed to
receive was that he would have to wait till the frogs grew hair to
get his rise.
On the whole, you may come to the
conclusion that my friend lacks a screw, or is as mad
as a watering can, but all I can say is that we make good crumbs together
and I always have a good laugh talking to him, which is something to be
grateful for these days, what with the war in Syria and the price of petrol going
up every fortnight.
And now, the bombshell: if you
promise to keep it secret, I can tell you that I know from very good ink
that the passage above is the one that will be set for the university
entrance exam. Candidates will simply be asked to re-write it replacing the
expressions in italics by authentic English idioms. A hard nut to crack, don’t you
think? Well, no problem, in case they have trouble with some of the idioms, I’m
willing to give them the key in one of the next issues of Sur in English. I don’t know if
they’ll pass their exam, but as Pepe would have it, I’m sure they’ll spend
it bomb.
modismos ingleses auténticos aludidos en la historia
nothing to write
home about – nada del otro jueves
just in case – por si las moscas
to call a
spade a spade –
llamar al pan, pan y al vino, vino
my name’s John
Blunt – a mí me
gustan las cosas claras y el chocolate espeso
miles from
anywhere/at the back of beyond – en el quinto pino/donde Cristo dio las tres voces/perdió la gorra
someone’s
better half –
la media naranja de alguien
to play second
fiddle – ser
plato de segunda mesa
to paint the
town red –
echar una canita al aire
to have a
drink – tomarse
una copa
to get pissed – agarrar una buena merluza
to rub sb up the
wrong way/to be like a kick in the teeth – dar cien patadas/sentar como una patada en el estómago
to soft-soap sb/to
butter sb up/to toady to sb – hacer la pelota/pelotilla
to be as blind
as a bat – no
ver ni tres en un burro/ver menos que Pepe Leches
to smell a rat – haber gato encerrado, ponerse
mosca
to go up the
wall/to hit the roof/the ceiling –subirse por las paredes
can’t stand – no tragar
to lead sb up the
garden path/to take sb for a ride – llevarse a alguien al huerto
to take sb for a
sucker – tomar por
lila
to have a lump in
the throat – tener
un nudo en la garganta
to feel well – sentirse bien
not to be over the
hill - no estar
acabado, tener cuerda para rato
to be broke – estar a la cuerta pregunta,
estar tieso
to beat about the
bush – andarse con
rodeos
not to mince
one’s words –
no tener pelos en la lengua
to throw caution to
the wind – liarse
la manta a la cabeza
to flog a dead
horse – hablar
con la pared
till the cows
come home –
hasta que las ranas crien pelo
to have a screw
loose – faltar un
tornillo
to be as mad as a
hatter/a March hare –
estar como una cabra
to get on well
with sb/to hit it off – hacer buenas migas con alguien
to get it straight
from the horse’s mouth/to know sth on good authority – saber algo de buena tinta
to have a whale of
a time – pasarlo
bomba
