Yes, one of those could work.
Fri Sep 15, 2017 13:06

Tatiana blinked when Ingrid mentioned the village, then smiled in delight. “Yes, yes,” she said excitedly, putting her hands together and beaming at the older girl. “We say – Volshebnaya Derevnya. Means same thing. Anton Petrovich says, anyway. You know my village?”

Tatiana knew that her papa sometimes talked to English-speakers; that was why he spoke English and why Grisha and Alyosha had to learn English, though Alyosha presently only knew words Tatiana had taught him because he was three and too young for real lessons. Sometimes the English speakers were from this government, sometimes they were money-people, business things. Perhaps Ingrid’s papa was one of those wizards. If so, that would be lovely – Tatiana could tell Papa she knew the daughter of his friend, and perhaps they could visit each other, so Ingrid could see the Village (the nicest place in the world, in Tatiana’s opinion, if not the most interesting) and Tatiana could see more of the south….

That, however, was not the current business. The current business was figuring out how to describe words she didn’t know using the ones she did. This was easier than she thought she had feared it would be from time to time, but it wasn’t an exercise she could call ‘easy’ with a straight face, either. Tatiana nodded at the description of the Wolseithcrafte family. Her family was one sister larger, but that didn’t matter much – or enough to figure out how to explain, anyway – in the present context. “Brothers, sisters are good,” opined Tatiana.

Her regard for Ingrid increased when the girl explained what the words she was using meant. Beat – to hit. Beat-er, hit-ter. Tatiana filed this one away, but paused over Seek. Her mind automatically rendered it as сик, sih-ii-kh, the combination of English sounds she thought she was supposed to make at the medic if she became ill. “Is so?” she said. “I thought sik meant go to medic. I guess you look for medic, too, though,” she added musingly. “Still – I do that sometimes,” she agreed. “With the little ball. But I use the big ball, too.” She knew she had already said this. She really, she thought ruefully, was going to have to tell Anton Petrovich that she had never anticipated just how difficult this language barrier was going to be when she couldn’t slip into Russian as needed to explain that of course she did not look for her own medical professionals, Mama or Papa or someone did that for her, so Anton Petrovich could be even more merciless to Katya so Katya didn’t have the same problem. Then she would also have to apologize to Katya…. “I can be – Chai-ser, ke-per. I will write it down.” She bit her lip, then asked a potentially delicate question. “You, um, look, see if it is right enough?” she asked hesitantly.

Her reason for asking this became clear when she made her way to the board and began to write. She started out in Cyrillic by default, writing her name properly, before remembering that she was supposed to write English and crossing it all out to start over. Then she started sounding out the words Ingrid had used for positions, ending up with the entry Воронцова Татьяна Андреевна Tatiyana Varantsova – Chaeiser-keiper.

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    • Yes, one of those could work. — Tatiana, Fri Sep 15 13:06
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