Si aprendes un nuevo idioma como un adulto, o si se aprende como un niño de hablantes no nativos, usted tendrá un acento. Hay una razón científicamente probada detrás de esta. Cada idioma tiene fonemas (unidades básicas de sonido) específica a ella. Puede discernir sólo aquellos fonemas que usted está expuesto, como un bebé. Por el tiempo que están cerca de ocho meses de edad, lo que ya es demasiado tarde para su cerebro para recoger nuevos fonemas. Sin el conjunto completo de fonemas de una lengua, un acento, por leve, es inevitable.
Indians pronounce the word “poem” as poyem. Hoy, my daughter wrote one for her friend’s birthday and she told me about her “poyem”. So I corrected her and asked her to say it as po-em, despite the fact that I also say it the Indian way during my unguarded moments. That got me thinking — why do we say it that way? I guess it is because certain diphthongs are unnatural in Indian languages. “OE” is not a natural thing to say, so we invent a consonant in between.
The French also do this. I had this funny conversation with a French colleague of mine at Geneva airport long time ago during my CERN days. Waiting at the airport lounge, we were making small talk. The conversation turned to food, as French conversations often do (although we were speaking in English at that time). My colleague made a strange statement, “I hate chicken.” I expressed my surprise told her that I was rather fond of white meat. Ella dijo, “Non, non, I hate chicken for lunch.” I found it even stranger. Was it okay for dinner then? Poultry improved its appeal after sunset? She clarified further, “Non, non, non. I hate chicken for lunch today.”
Me dije a mí mismo, “Relájese, you can solve this mystery. You are a smart fellow, CERN scientist and whatnot,” and set to work. Efectivamente, a couple of minutes of deep thinking revealed the truth behind the French conundrum. She had chicken for lunch that day. La “IA” como en “I ate” is not a natural diphthong for the French, and they insert an H in between, which is totally strange because the French never say H (or the last fourteen letters of any given word, for that matter.) H is a particularly shunned sound — they refuse to say it even when they are asked to. The best they can do is to aspirate it as in the textbook example of “les haricots”. But when they shouldn’t say it, they do it with surprising alacrity. I guess alacrity is something we all readily find when it comes to things that we shouldn’t be doing.