Memrise seems to have
disappeared due to clearly
So the last time I wrote about Memrise and RTK I was really hoping NOT to have to write about them again for a while. However, things have changed. One thing rather. And that`s the disappearance of one of them. I`ve already been on Memrise today, in the late morning, watering and then planting a new batch. So I thought I`d come back in the late afternoon and do the watering for those new planted words. But what do I find? A website with a message at the top saying the domain name has expired (today`s date the 2nd of September actually). Anyone else find this? Anyone else log in in the last few hours and get a fright and think `Damn those so-called geniuses behind Memrise. They can`t manage a simple thing like making sure they`ve renewed their domain name – and what`s more the domain name of such a widely – /wildly – successfully site!!???` This is really careless of those people whoever they are. I hope this can be sorted and that people who have enjoyed using the site and creating their mems can log back in again soon and find that their efforts have not been lost in cyberspace (they probably have). Of course if we`ve been learning the words, it won`t have gone to waste but it`s still a shame.
I`m really annoyed actually. Not only did I learn so many words and keep a very decent place on the leaderboard but now I might have to resort to RTK alone. Renshuu is there too but I never found that very enjoyable or engaging. Memrise served as a nice contrast to RTK as well. Sure it was annoying at times but come back Memrise all is forgiven!!
Speaking of word planting, the funeral of a very influential poet, Séamus Heaney, has taken place today and he will be laid to rest later on today in his native city of Derry, Northern Ireland.
These are the last two verses of a poem of his called Digging where he talks about the men before him in his family digging the soil. He chose to `dig` with his pen.
The cold smell of potato mould, the squelch and slap
Of soggy peat, the curt cuts of an edge
through living roots awaken in my head.
But I`ve no spade to follow men like them.
Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests.
I`ll dig with it.
Another one, more relevant to learning languages, was Alphabets, where he describes the learning of English and Latin at school, but in this one again he also makes a slight reference to planting, in the very last verse, as the point of his pen was shaped like a trowel. Of course, if you learned/learn Latin you were/are planting the seeds for many romance languages and even other languages (but especially the former).
RIP Séamus Heaney