My fair lady reflection

My fair lady reflection
For seeing several Audrey’s movies, this is the one that impressed me so much. In the beginning of the story, Audrey plays a flower girl named Eliza. She met Professor Higgins, who told her “Why it can’t be English?” Higgins could identify people from their accents. As during that time, only people from upper middle class or high class societies had the opportunities to learn proper English. And people spoke different accents or dialects according to the area they were born in. For example, Eliza spoke her native accent Cockney- which couldn’t pronounce the vowels a,e,i,o,u correctly. Now I come to realize that the accent in language has so much influence on people. We could know the person’s background, which area does he or she come or even their status in society from their speaking. Languages really do a lot of difference to our life. This reminds me of the people in Taiwan sometimes do this too. We consider the residents in southern part of Taiwan as more out of fashion. Though I don’t think this is a proper way to define a person if he or she is more fashionable or in the upper class, this somehow had already turned into a stereotype that many people hadn’t come to realize it. And I see this in the end of the movie. Through Professor Higgins’s training, Eliza became a lady in the end. She spoke the proper English. She doesn’t shout or made the sound “Yaw”. She spoke as if she had been hailed from the upper class society. Even when she went back to the area she was from, no one had recognized her. She wasn’t the girl who sells flower down the street, yelling at someone who spilled her violets out anymore. But I know that something inside her has never changed - she is a good girl. She really is. She is not greedy. She treats her father well. She sells flowers to make a living, not depending on someone else.
Language is really powerful. It can turn a flower girl into a fair lady. It can make a person from labor class way up to the upper class. Language is just like our life. We say our life, we say what we do. We make friends through talking. We tell our own stories by talking. Languages are just like symbols of us. I speak Chinese so that people know I am a Chinese. It can’t be separated from our lives. Somehow I felt a little bit unfair for the people who had been distinguished from by their speaking. It’s just like when we despite people by their outfit. We do that when we define a person from their talking too. Language is the cloth we are wearing. I really should think it big and also try not to let myself stick to the stereotype that the person won’t be so good because of the place he is from.
I enjoyed it a lot. And I really like the song in it. “Wouldn’t it be lovely” by Eliza is one of my favorite. The rhyme of the song kept repeating in my mind. I think music sometimes make the words even wonderful! 