Because I had an accent, people had this impression that I was dumb.
Try and fit in in a New Zealand playground with an Armagh accent – it doesn’t work.
Her accent’s funny, different from mine, different from anyone in Prentisstown’s. Her lips make different kinds of outlines for the letters, like they’re swooping down on them from above, pushing them into shape, telling them what to say. In Prentisstown, everyone talks like they’re sneaking up on their words, ready to club them from behind.
What is surprising, even deeply disturbing, is the way that many individuals who consider themselves democratic, even-handed, rational, and free of prejudice, hold on tenaciously to a standard language ideology which attempts to justify restriction of individuality and rejection of the Other
A lot of the Vietnamese kids can’t really speak Vietnamese anymore. Most of them will have a very heavy accent, because they can’t speak it well. So for the kids pageant, the kids will have to be able to speak Vietnamese. And so this is what we’re trying to promote: Let them memorize some Vietnamese...
I actually had a cockney accent before I went to drama school. It’s softened up a bit.
Germans don’t speak in a German accent, they just speak German.
I wanted the person with the Southern accent to be the smartest person in the room.
I’m a parrot. I can pick up an accent and just do it.
It’s not my accent, but my brevity makes me stylish.