This is a clip from a Finnish documentary on bias in the classroom in American Presidentail elections. I learned two things watching this video; some teachers let their bias spill into their teaching and I can understand a lot of Finnish, at least written Finnish. I speak, read and write German and I could follow the subtitles fairly well. Don’t worry though, the audio is in English.
My guess is the teacher is against vouchers…
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Actually the language they’re speaking is Swedish, which is related to German. Genuine Finnish is an unrelated (Finno-Ugric) language. Both are spoken in Finland.
Brainwash 101. This teacher should get the axe (in the head). On Friday, one of my students came to me with a drawing of myself and Obama. I told him it was a nice drawing, and didn’t become unhinged that I shared space in a child’s drawing with someone I view as harmful to this country, and voted against. You just don’t go into opinions with kids.
My Uncle is always trying to get me to learn Finnish. Really is an interesting language, and like Lars mentioned, unrelated to any of the other European roots.
Finnish is a linguists playground from what I understand.
Lars,
Thank you for pointing out my error. I didn’t know Swedish was the dominant language in Finland. I was surprised so many of the words were German cognates! Now I know why.
Kiitos!
Take your uncle up on the offer. You won’t regret it. Speaking a foreign language and playing an instrument are two of the best brain exercises I know. It’s like calisthenics for your brain!
Rufus,
Hey, thanks for linking to my blog! Yeah, that teacher reminded me of all of the things that sucked about being stuck in school as a kid.
BTW, I love the blog! I just subscribed to your RSS.
Welcome to Threedonia, BelchSpeak!
We’ll add your blog to our blogroll,
rufus
BelchSpeak… as a practitioner of that fine art (to my wife’s horror and my kids’ undying amusement) — I love that name.