Om zelf te ervaren hoe lastig vertalen kan zijn, leggen we je op sommige dagen een opgave voor waar je zelf op mag puzzelen. Deze opgave verschijnt om 18:30 (maar dus niet alle dagen). Heb je een mooie oplossing bedacht? Zet hem dan in de reacties hieronder.
Deze opgave is van Aimée Warmerdam.
The next morning, I do not get up on the roof at dawn because I’m not leaving my bedroom until Brian’s back at boarding school three thousand miles from here. It’s only seven weeks away. I’ll drink the plant water if I get thirsty. I’m lying on bed staring at a print on the ceiling of Munch’s The Scream, an off-the-hook painting I wish I made of a guy blowing a gasket.
Like I am.
Jude and Mom are bickering on the other side of the wall. It’s getting loud. I think she hates Mom even more than she hates me now.
Mom: You’ll have plenty of time to be twenty-five when you’re twenty five, Jude.
Jude: It’s just lipstick.
Mom: Lipstick you’re not wearing, and while I’m on your bad side, that skirt is way to short.
Jude: Do you like it? I made it.
Mom: Well, you should have made more of it. Look in the mirror. Do you really want to be that girl?
Uit: Ik geef je de zon, Jandy Nelson
Kjoek? 