One of the hardest things about living abroad is that I miss my language. I sometimes get very worried about losing it, as I rarely speak it. I used to work in an anti-racism campaign in Denmark, integrating ethnic minorities into the workspace. One of the clear messages we got from the research by linguistics were, that if you lose your mother tongue, you will never master another language. Imagine that… to be language-less.
Anyway. One of the things I do to keep it up, is to watch Danish TV – which is so readily available online. Danish Radio (which includes TV) has an online library (DR NU) from which I have watched just about everything… on repeat. Because they are speaking my language. I have followed the life of some rural doctors, been with antique dealers to flea markets, travelled with adopted people to their country of birth and… every Sunday morning, while Mr Husband is sleeping, I watch Danish X-factor. eeeeeccccchhhhssss. The screen almost broke.
AND I love it. X-factor is the most amazing program for someone like me, as it mainly features young people, who keep me up to date on how language is currently developing. New words, new trends etc. It is also an amazing cultural insight; the design of the program is the same, but everything else is SO different from the Australian X factor. The song choices are different, the execution is different, the values of why a song is chosen, how it is sung, who we vote for. I recognise my country and my culture for all the things I love.
Sunday morning is very special to me. Especially the morning they took something Australian and made it Danish. I listen to it and think, yes. That’s it. The difference.