Okay Mr. Lung stay with me here and concentrate.............Think back to when you were a little boy and the first day of school came around. There was no school up in the hills where you were raised so they sent a bus from the big city so little Aqualung could get himself an ejumacashun. On the first day of kindergarten the teacher held up a picture of a racoon. All the other little boys and girls said "racoon",confused you stood up on your chair,pointed and yelled,"No it ain't,dat's dinner!" Now I know it's a painful memory for you but what happened there was you were speaking in the VERNACULAR of the particular area of the woods where you were raised,( using a language or dialect native to a region or country rather than a literary or cultured language), the children had a difficult time understanding you and you had no idea what they were talking about when they spoke to you.
.....................hope I cleared that up for ya!