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Hi, selpa'i,

I noticed there are diacritic marks in most word of your translation=20
(noltrut=EC'u poi. cp=E0na lo d=E8mbi, but some marks are missing here) ...=
 what=20
is the idea there?

mu'o mi'e la .albaros.

On Friday, September 7, 2012 3:08:25 PM UTC-5, selpa'i wrote:
>
> coi ro do
>
> Today, I had the idea to take a short text and have everybody translate i=
t=20
> to Lojban. The motivations are:
> 1. To see and compare the different styles of Lojbanic writing=20
> 2. To give people a short text to practice their Lojban=20
> 3. To learn and have fun=20
>
> I picked the following short story, and so far, two people have already=
=20
> made a translation of it and a few more said there were going to try as=
=20
> well. I think that if the first round of this is fun enough then we could=
=20
> do another one  with a different story. Maybe this could become a monthly=
=20
> or biweekly thing. I hope some of you like this idea and decide to try a=
=20
> translation yourself. You can send the translations to me in private or=
=20
> just in this thread, I compile them and add them to the collection of all=
=20
> the other translations on a tiki page.=20
> The text only has 420 words, so it's doable in a day. It took me an hour.=
=20
> Here is the text:
>
>
> The Princess and the Pea (by Hans Christian Anderssen)
>
> Once upon a time there was a prince who wanted to marry a princess; but=
=20
> she would have to be a real princess. He travelled all over the world to=
=20
> find one, but nowhere could he get what he wanted. There were princesses=
=20
> enough, but it was difficult to find out whether they were real ones. The=
re=20
> was always something about them that was not as it should be. So he came=
=20
> home again and was sad, for he would have liked very much to have a real=
=20
> princess.
>
>      One evening a terrible storm came on; there was thunder and=20
> lightning, and the rain poured down in torrents. Suddenly a knocking was=
=20
> heard at the city gate, and the old king went to open it.
>
>      It was a princess standing out there in front of the gate. But, good=
=20
> gracious! what a sight the rain and the wind had made her look. The water=
=20
> ran down from her hair and clothes; it ran down into the toes of her shoe=
s=20
> and out again at the heels. And yet she said that she was a real princess=
.
>
>      Well, we'll soon find that out, thought the old queen. But she said=
=20
> nothing, went into the bed-room, took all the bedding off the bedstead, a=
nd=20
> laid a pea on the bottom; then she took twenty mattresses and laid them o=
n=20
> the pea, and then twenty eider-down beds on top of the mattresses.
>
>      On this the princess had to lie all night. In the morning she was=20
> asked how she had slept.
>
>      "Oh, very badly!" said she. "I have scarcely closed my eyes all=20
> night. Heaven only knows what was in the bed, but I was lying on somethin=
g=20
> hard, so that I am black and blue all over my body. It's horrible!"
>
>      Now they knew that she was a real princess because she had felt the=
=20
> pea right through the twenty mattresses and the twenty eider-down beds.
>
>      Nobody but a real princess could be as sensitive as that.
>
>      So the prince took her for his wife, for now he knew that he had a=
=20
> real princess; and the pea was put in the museum, where it may still be=
=20
> seen, if no one has stolen it.
>      There, that is a true story.=20
>
>
> mu'o mi'e la selpa'i
>

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Hi, selpa'i,<br><br>I noticed there are diacritic marks in most word of you=
r translation (noltrut=EC'u poi. cp=E0na lo d=E8mbi, but some marks are mis=
sing here) ... what is the idea there?<br><br>mu'o mi'e la .albaros.<br><br=
>On Friday, September 7, 2012 3:08:25 PM UTC-5, selpa'i wrote:<blockquote c=
lass=3D"gmail_quote" style=3D"margin: 0;margin-left: 0.8ex;border-left: 1px=
 #ccc solid;padding-left: 1ex;">coi ro do<br><br>Today, I had the idea to t=
ake a short text and have everybody translate it to Lojban. The motivations=
 are:<br> 1. To see and compare the different styles of Lojbanic writing
<br>2. To give people a short text to practice their Lojban
<br>3. To learn and have fun
<br><br>I picked the following short story, and so far, two people have alr=
eady made a translation of it and a few more said there were going to try a=
s well. I think that if the first round of this is fun enough then we could=
 do another one&nbsp; with a different story. Maybe this could become a mon=
thly or biweekly thing. I hope some of you like this idea and decide to try=
 a translation yourself. You can send the translations to me in private or =
just in this thread, I compile them and add them to the collection of all t=
he other translations on a tiki page. <br>The text only has 420 words, so i=
t's doable in a day. It took me an hour. Here is the text:<br><br><br>The P=
rincess and the Pea (by Hans Christian Anderssen)<br><br>Once upon a time t=
here was a prince who wanted to marry a princess; but she would have to be =
a real princess. He travelled all over the world to find one, but nowhere c=
ould he get what he wanted. There were princesses enough, but it was diffic=
ult to find out whether they were real ones. There was always something abo=
ut them that was not as it should be. So he came home again and was sad, fo=
r he would have liked very much to have a real princess.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp=
;&nbsp;&nbsp; One evening a terrible storm came on; there was thunder and l=
ightning, and the rain poured down in torrents. Suddenly a knocking was hea=
rd at the city gate, and the old king went to open it.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&=
nbsp;&nbsp; It was a princess standing out there in front of the gate. But,=
 good gracious! what a sight the rain and the wind had made her look. The w=
ater ran down from her hair and clothes; it ran down into the toes of her s=
hoes and out again at the heels. And yet she said that she was a real princ=
ess.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Well, we'll soon find that out, though=
t the old queen. But she said nothing, went into the bed-room, took all the=
 bedding off the bedstead, and laid a pea on the bottom; then she took twen=
ty mattresses and laid them on the pea, and then twenty eider-down beds on =
top of the mattresses.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; On this the princess=
 had to lie all night. In the morning she was asked how she had slept.<br><=
br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Oh, very badly!" said she. "I have scarcely cl=
osed my eyes all night. Heaven only knows what was in the bed, but I was ly=
ing on something hard, so that I am black and blue all over my body. It's h=
orrible!"<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Now they knew that she was a real=
 princess because she had felt the pea right through the twenty mattresses =
and the twenty eider-down beds.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Nobody but =
a real princess could be as sensitive as that.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nb=
sp; So the prince took her for his wife, for now he knew that he had a real=
 princess; and the pea was put in the museum, where it may still be seen, i=
f no one has stolen it.<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; There, that is a true s=
tory. <br><br><br>mu'o mi'e la selpa'i<br></blockquote>

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