#MotherTongue

[battybat604]

Whu...Kal-ZOD??! Also, is this not the most beautiful Bruce I've ever drawn? 💅

[dangmelearner]

Argh! Why do I keep speaking English to my kids instead of my mothertongue? I can't help it. I need to find a way? Tattoo a message to my hand? Puhu suomea törppö!

[veemoncasgo]

“If you talk to a man in a language he understands, that goes to his head. If you talk to him in his language, that goes to his heart.”

[gripyoga]

ग्रिप की ओर से हिन्दी दिवस की हार्दिक शुभकामनाएं!

हिन्दी हमारी मातृभाषा है और हमारे गौरव का प्रतीक है। आइए, हम सब मिलकर हिन्दी को और अधिक समृद्ध करें और इसे अपने दैनिक जीवन का अभिन्न हिस्सा बनाएं। हिन्दी का सम्मान करें, इसे गर्व से अपनाएं!

[thepareidolickid]

Pre-lockdown Scribbles at J.J... (in Marathi)

लॉकडाऊनच्या आधी विद्यार्थी म्हणून मी शेवटचे जे. जे. च्या लाल कट्ट्यावर बसले असता, मला तिथला निसर्ग साद घालीत होता. अजाणतेपणे माझ्यातले (मला ठाऊक नसलेले) कवित्व जागे झाले. बसल्या बसल्या (माझ्या अल्पमतीला जमतील अशा) सुचलेल्या दोन चिमुकल्या कविता…This is during the pre-lockdown era in 2020, when I was a final year student at Sir J.J. School of Art. It was the final time I spent there sitting alone…

[motherlanguageday]

Cultural and linguistic diversity are key for sustainable and peaceful societies.

Wednesday February 21st is International Mother Language Day. Cultural and linguistic diversity are key for sustainable and peaceful societies.

[jtaviation]

May the beauty of "Mother Tongue" fill everyone's heart with pride and joy. JT Aviation College wishes all 𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐲. 🙏🏻🌼💓🗣️💬 . .

[empirediaries]

Mother Tongue Based Education| Empire Diaries

Why is the education system of South Asian countries not based on mother tongue?

Watch full Video : https://youtu.be/rzcFIhljmvw

#mothertongue #education #schooling #empirediaries #education #mothertongue #mothertongueeducation #educationsystem #southasiancountries #schooling #bhabnapokkho

[arjunasearth]

Поступь легкая моя, – Чистой совести примета – Поступь легкая моя, Песня звонкая моя –

Бог меня одну поставил Посреди большого света. – Ты не женщина, а птица, Посему – летай и пой.

My footsteps are light, - A sign of clear conscience – My footsteps are light, My song - thunderous - God placed me all alone In the cosmic universe. - You’re not a woman, but a bird, Therefore - soar and sing.“

From: „My Poems: Selected Poetry of Marina Tsvetaeva“ .

November 1, 1918.

[whiteapple301]

Language🗣 is the key to the heart of people.👈🏼

[treefoldinteriors]

Language🗣 is the key to the heart of people.👈🏼

[kanishks-blog]

विश्व हिंदी दिवस के अवसर पर आपको कनिष्क सर्जिकल एंड सुपर स्पेशियलिटी हॉस्पिटल परिवार की तरफ से हार्दिक शुभकामनाएं। सम्मान, अभिमान और पहचान है हिंदी।

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[god-i-hope-so]

Every time there's a storm, Buck's body enters a very tense state. He's not afraid of thunder, he knows what happened to him needed very specific circumstances, he knows he's safe in his kitchen cutting onions, carrots and celery while Tommy is reading the news on his phone, sitting at the kitchen island. But his body remembers, and today's storm is a nasty one.

When lightning strikes first, it's pretty far from his place but it startles him.

"Shit."

His right hand is shaking so he puts the knife down for a minute. Tommy lifts his eyes from his phone.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, yeah. Just... it's okay. I'm... I'm fine."

Buck collects himself, picks the knife up and continues chopping. The soffritto is slowly cooking when another flash lights up the loft. This one is closer and they can hear the air tearing. This time it's Buck's legs that give up, shaking, unable to carry his weight anymore. He can feel it and crouches immediately, his hands gripping the edge of the kitchen counter. He knows he needs to calm down, to make his body understand there's no danger.

Tommy immediately comes close to him, a warm hand on Buck's back, and turns off the stove.

"I'm- I'm fine, Tommy. I just... I just need to breathe."

"I know. But let me stay here, okay?"

Tommy sits down on the floor just next to Buck's folded body, his back against the kitchen cabinet. Their eyes meet, they share a small smile. Buck knows he's safe here, in his kitchen. He also knows he's safe with Tommy, his steady support keeps him grounded. His legs are still shaking and it's creeping up to his shoulders. Outside, the sky is raging with flashing lights and growling sounds.

"Did I tell you about my insect phase when I was a kid?" asks Tommy while staring in front of him. In the corner of his eye, he can see Buck slowly shaking his head.

"I was 5 and I was on a mission. I spent my days hunting for insects. I wanted to collect them all, I was fascinated. So many of them, everywhere! My mom... she hated them, but me? I wanted to meet them all and, I don't know, make new friends?" he scoffs. "I was lonely and it was just a way for me to fill my life with something that was only for me, maybe. My favorite ones were the dragonfly, I was already fascinated by flying, but also the water striders. I mean, walking on the water? Incredible."

They look at each other and burst out laughing.

"Yeah, well, I was an insect nerd, I guess."

Feeling less shaky in spite of the sky still growling, Bucks shifts his weight on his legs and sits down next to Tommy on the ground with a long sigh. He lets his head rest on the cabinet's door behind him, his legs stretched out in front of him, his hands flat on the floor.

Tommy gently hooks his index around Buck's pinkie like a lifeline.

"Do you want me to finish cooking while you go lie down?"

Buck shakes his head and sighs again.

"No, give me a minute and I'll be fine. I promised you lasagna. I worked hard to nail this version, you will have it for dinner."

"Okay, okay, Pasta Queen!"

Their laughter drowns out the sound of the storm now receding.

[sandontshengshou]

if netflix keeps putting up telugu movies like RRR and Baahubali in every language except the original i’m going to burn their building down.

[motherlanguageday]

Recite and Perform your poems in english or in your mother tongue.

JOIN US FOR AN EXCITING EVENT WITH YOUNG PEOPLE FROM THE UK ON A LITERARY AND POETIC JOURNEY AS WE CELEBRATE INTERNATIONAL MOTHER LANGUAGE DAY!

YOUNG POETS WILL RECITE OR PERFORM THEIR POETRY IN ENGLISH OR THEIR MOTHER TONGUE.

Featured young writers:

Amal Mohammad Yousaf and Donia Fellag from Whalley Range 11–18 High School

Hopwood Hall College

Kunza Khan is from the University of Salford

Sameeha Mahmad is from Woodford County High School in London

Kaya Askander and Daaniya Faisal from Withington Girls School

Ayesha Nadeem, Hasna Raza, and Huneza Ali from Levenshulme High School

Mukhtar Omar Mukhlis, King Edward’s School, Birmingham

Kamal Sadiq from KD grammar school for boys

The pupils will be introduced by Miss Donna Johnson and Mr. Neil A. Johnson, co-headteachers of Levenshulme High School, Manchester.

Professor Yaron Matras will introduce the main language communities, with a focus on the language of the city’s Muslim populations. He will discuss how information on languages is compiled, what functions languages have, and what multilingual spaces exist in the city. Yaron Matras is a linguist specialising in multilingualism and minority languages. He founded and led the multilingual Manchester program.

IMLD 2024: MACFEST CELEBRATING POETRY DATE: 27 February 2024 TIME: 6:00 pm to 7:30 pm AGES: All ages welcome, Young people PRICE: Free FORMAT: Online THEME: Family, Languages, Poetry ORGANISER: MACFEST BOOK TICKETS