Post by Alpo on Sept 5, 2021 9:15:54 GMT -6
I did not wish to derail the first word thread. Again.
Book I read many years ago. World War II bomber got shot down. Some of them were caught by a few German soldiers. The Gefreiter in charge told them, "pour vous le guerre est finie". Huh??
He turns them over to his Feldwebel, who tells them, "pour vous le guerre est finie". Huh again.
The Feldwebel passes them on up the line to an Oberleutnant, who tells them, "pour vous le guerre est finie". They don't know what he means, but by now they're starting to expect the phrase.
The Oberleutnant hands them off to his Hauptmann, who tells them (you knew he was going to tell him, right?) "pour vous le guerre est finie".
The Hauptmann then passes them on up the line to an Oberstleutnant, who starts in with, "pour vous le guerre"... and the bombardier finishes it with him, "est finie". Still doesn't know what it means, but he's heard it often enough by now that he figures whenever a German opens his mouth that's what he's going to say. The Oberstleutnant is quite happy. He is just found out that this verdammter Amerikaner speaks French. You always want to know if your prisoners speak any other language besides their own, because knowing another language would be helpful for them if they escape, so you take more precautions against escape to people that speak other languages. So the Oberstleutnant starts in on the bombardier, in French, giving him all types of hell about trying to hide his knowledge of the French language from the Master Race. And the bombardier just sitting there thinking, "What da hell is this Heinie going on about?"
Later the crew is put on a freight car and are being shipped to a POW camp in Italy. They stopped at this little town to take on water, and about 20-30 feet away from the train there is this real fine looking young lady. The guard notices where he is looking, points, and says, "Bella regazza". The bombardier gives him a "what the hell are you talking about" look, and the guard says, "Si, si. Bella regazza."
The bombardier is thinking, "Yeah, right. He wants me to think he knows every pretty girl's name. I'll show him he's full of it." And he sticks his head out the car door and yells across at the girl. "Hey Bella! Bella regazza!!" And the girl looks up at him and smiles and blushes and kind of gives him a half wave. And he sits back down thinking, "I'll be damned. He did know her name."
Book I read many years ago. World War II bomber got shot down. Some of them were caught by a few German soldiers. The Gefreiter in charge told them, "pour vous le guerre est finie". Huh??
He turns them over to his Feldwebel, who tells them, "pour vous le guerre est finie". Huh again.
The Feldwebel passes them on up the line to an Oberleutnant, who tells them, "pour vous le guerre est finie". They don't know what he means, but by now they're starting to expect the phrase.
The Oberleutnant hands them off to his Hauptmann, who tells them (you knew he was going to tell him, right?) "pour vous le guerre est finie".
The Hauptmann then passes them on up the line to an Oberstleutnant, who starts in with, "pour vous le guerre"... and the bombardier finishes it with him, "est finie". Still doesn't know what it means, but he's heard it often enough by now that he figures whenever a German opens his mouth that's what he's going to say. The Oberstleutnant is quite happy. He is just found out that this verdammter Amerikaner speaks French. You always want to know if your prisoners speak any other language besides their own, because knowing another language would be helpful for them if they escape, so you take more precautions against escape to people that speak other languages. So the Oberstleutnant starts in on the bombardier, in French, giving him all types of hell about trying to hide his knowledge of the French language from the Master Race. And the bombardier just sitting there thinking, "What da hell is this Heinie going on about?"
Later the crew is put on a freight car and are being shipped to a POW camp in Italy. They stopped at this little town to take on water, and about 20-30 feet away from the train there is this real fine looking young lady. The guard notices where he is looking, points, and says, "Bella regazza". The bombardier gives him a "what the hell are you talking about" look, and the guard says, "Si, si. Bella regazza."
The bombardier is thinking, "Yeah, right. He wants me to think he knows every pretty girl's name. I'll show him he's full of it." And he sticks his head out the car door and yells across at the girl. "Hey Bella! Bella regazza!!" And the girl looks up at him and smiles and blushes and kind of gives him a half wave. And he sits back down thinking, "I'll be damned. He did know her name."