Sunday, March 29, 2015

The English Language & the Making of the Singaporean Middle Class



The 2015 zonal finals in the annual spelling competition here were completed yesterday.
         Prior to proceedings the contestants, ten to twelve year old Primary students, watched a video tribute to Mr. LKY and observed a minute's silence.
         In the Northern Zone six cycles were required to separate the final pair of youngsters with words such as procurante and excrescence. In the end the word that decided the winner was
amaranthine.
         Small wonder "the audience at all four zones gasped in amazement and clapped loudly when pupils correctly uttered the letters" of such words, the newspaper reported; other words included onomatopoeia and pecuniary. 
         113 pupils
of that age vying yesterday from the island-wide pool of 1,654 original contestants.
         Would there be anything comparable in any city in Britain, the U.S. or Canada? In Australia nothing of quite this kind known to this author. On the day of the founding PM's funeral today one was reminded of one of the stories repeated of the former Cambridge man. At a function of some kind in either London or at the British High Commission where the then PM Mr. LKY lambasted the decline of the English at some length and in some detail it seems — pre-Maggie Thatcher it must have been: the pair shared a great mutual admiration — in reply a respondent in the audience startled the Chinaman by suggesting there was no greater Englishman east of Suez than himself.


NB. The author has long wondered at the numbers of the middle class in this city-state. Perhaps in the region of the 400,000 odd who queued for the former leader’s casket the last four days. (Population 3.5m, with an additional 2m non-residents & foreign workers.)

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