I Grew up Sounding like Arnold Schwarzenegger
Or what’s it like to grow up speaking with a jarring foreign accent
Hi everyone!
I was thinking that for next year’s Academy Awards they should organize a celebrity slap-a-thon. The last person standing gets to take the Oscar back home!
Alright, with the obligatory trendjacking out of the way, here’s what I’ve published this week: one personal story about my weird accent and one comic with some thoughts on creating loyalty among readers.
Enjoy!
:-)
I Grew up Sounding like Arnold Schwarzenegger
Or what’s it like to grow up speaking with a jarring foreign accent
I’m 12 years old. It’s 1994. Two girls and I are sitting at a kitchen table. The tape recorder is in the middle of that table and one of the girls presses play. I hear the first girl’s voice. Then I hear the second girl’s voice. Then I hear my voice.
Wait. What?! Why does my voice sound like a miniature Schwarzenegger auditioning for the role of Speedy Gonzales?
“Is that how I sound?!” I ask.
“Yes.”
I’m stunned.
Comics (and some thoughts) I’ve published recently:
Thanks for reading!
— David
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