Don’t get me started.

“il-lingwa Maltija” > IL-MALTI

“ix-xahar ta’ Awwissu” > AWWISSU

Oh and “il-poplu Malti u Ghawdxi” > Il-MALTIN

And let us not forget: “certi bloggers prominenti” > DAPHNE CARUANA GALIZIA

If they can vote, they are already too dangerous.

Tghid is-sangwic tas-Sur Vella bil-bulubif kien?

Mr. Vella’s English is very much like maltastar’s in the days of Glen Bedingfield.

During election meetings ‘Joeseph’ may have stopped them from ridiculing him with their red flags and obscenities, but it seems he cannot control what they write and how they think. unless its a tactic to undermine EU sentiment.

You can call Gozo a “gzira Maltija” and it would be correct but you cannot qualify the island by means of an adjective derived from its own name. Difficult to explain.

Ghawdwxi is an inhabitant of Gozo. The adjective may also describe a characteristic of a thing connected with Gozo but it cannot describe the island itself as the adjective originates in its very name.

Can someone explain this better than I and convince politicians, journalist and the public alike not to say “Gzira Ghawdxija” but simply “Ghawdex”? Jesus, how people just pick up mistakes uncritically.

[Daphne – It’s simply explained by using English: Gozitan island vs the island of Gozo (not the same thing as Gozo’s island).]

TVM makes hundreds of mistakes in Maltese every day, including in news bulletins.

Recently, I drew the newsroom’s attention to the fact that “triq biezla” (as it was stated on different occasions in the news) does not mean a “busy road” but a “hard-working road” — an absurdity.

I chose only one mistake out of hundreds in the hope they would appoint a script-writer well-versed in Maltese. They haven’t yet.

Yesterday’s news stated “pediment” instead of the intended “pedament” when “pediment” is an architectural term.

When I hear someone boast of the Maltese being very adept at speaking languages, I manage to suppress a laugh.

In my neighbourhood, every other family hosts foreign English-language students. Every morning, I go to buy bread and I meet housewives stocking up on bread-rolls to prepare for “l-istudenti”. Some have little kids in tow and speak to them in what they believe is English.

I shudder to think how they communicate with the “studenti”.

The original idea was that hosting families would help in the learning of English by creating an English-speaking environment but demand for host families has completely done away with this notion. Now they are offering a bed and breakfast service.

How is it possible that hundreds of millions of euro have been spent on education in the last decades with such pitiful results?

I despair at the thought of how many people are laughing at us.