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Today’s word I have actually seen on a playground in Munich: “Voll Karacho ins Vergnügen? Aber sicher! We regularly check our equipment; however, should a toy be faulty, please call our service line.” I have no idea where the word is coming from or what its word stem is. The meaning of voll Karacho is something is going with a high velocity or full force. Unfortunately, this great word seems to fade away. When I was a child, we used “ Na der is owa voi Karacho g’fohrn ” for every vehicle that went just above walking speed. It was very nice to see this word on a playground. Thank you, Munich! You made my day. Homework: Tell somebody about a fond childhood memory.
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I don't know who the author is, but I got this e-mailed today. I am sure this is an advanced lesson, but just keep reading my blog maybe one day you might understand texts like this. ÖSTERREICHISCHE MASSEINHEITEN Ich wage zu behaupten, dass es keine Sprache gibt, die so unverbindliche Maßeinheiten hervorgebracht hat, wie die Österreichische. Das Vage und Dehnbare in unseren internen Maßeinheiten scheint mir auch ein Indiz, ja eine Facette des österreichischen Wesens an sich zu sein. Schaun Sie: An der Aufforderung: "Noch ein Wengerl, ein Wengerl sitzen, ein Wengerl da zu bleiben, noch ein Wengerl lustig zu sein" finden wir gar nichts bemerkenswertes mehr, noch dazu wo sich dieses Wengerl auch ausreichend von "ein Wenig" herrührend erklären lässt. Dass ein Weg breit ist, wenn er lang ist, wundert auch keinen mehr: "Heast, wo woast denn? - Na des is a brader Weg!" Dass man endlos wartet und ewig nicht dran kommt, auch daran hat man sich gewöhn