So Dictionary.com added more than 300 new entries into their word base yesterday, and I’m rather tickled by some. It’s about time too, since many are already in Urbandictionary.com. Here are my favourite five, with examples of how I’d use them. For the actual definitions and how to pronounce them, just click on the words – I’ve hyperlinked the official pages.
In keeping my promise to post something once a week, I decided to use today’s daily prompt by WordPress since I don’t have a topic that I’m dying to write about.
Today’s word is Childhood (which explains the photo of Kermit, but this post is not about Sesame Street, okay?)
Racism and racial prejudice are hard topics to broach, whether you’re in multicultural Singapore or in Europe where the migrant crisis gets more complicated by the day.
Is Singapore a racist country? Quite recently, a foreign student living in Singapore answered this question in her blog, and her story went viral after being featured on Mothership, a local community news / content aggregating site. She talked about her experience with racial prejudice, and she’s right; it is often in details that make you wonder if you’re perhaps being a tad too sensitive.
But I’m not going to discuss race, racism and racial prejudice in Singapore right now. Instead I’ll be sharing about something that happened to me. For some time friends have encouraged me to write about this incident, and I’ve finally decided I shall.
It was the winter of 2012.
What I found out when I looked up a brand of milk sold in Singapore: Cowhead.
As you probably know from reading my previous post, I have been poring over milk labels. A fortnight ago on our weekly grocery run, I chanced upon Cowhead milk, which had some seriously sexy claims on its package.
So, the label read (verbatim):