Englisch Beispielsätze mit "Anglo"

In the 6th century, the Anglo-Saxons adopted Roman characters.
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The 100 most common words in English are Anglo-Saxon words.
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Anglo-Saxon was to Norman as hen-pecked to uxorious.
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What do you mean by 'White Anglo-Saxon'? Have there ever been any black, yellow or red Anglo-Saxons?
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The Anglo-Saxons will not just take your land. They will also take you as a slave, then, when you die, they're going to store your bones in a museum and describe you as a savage in their history books. They are also going to make a couple of movies to show how ugly you were and how brave their heroes were.
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The Anglo-Saxons enriched the language by borrowing words from other languages.
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English is not the language of the world. It's the language of the Anglo-Saxon empire.
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While the daughters of the Viking invaders were brought up by their English mothers and learned to speak good English, the little boys ran along with their fathers picking up less than grammatical English from them, as a result of which, to this day, poor grammar is associated with masculinity in the Anglo-Saxon world.
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Harold II was the last Anglo-Saxon king of England.
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The Anglo-Saxons displaced the Celts.
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The Anglo-Saxons overran the Celts.
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While small-minded, xenophobic or outrightly racist people falsely believe that only persons of Anglo-Saxon or German origin are to be considered Americans, the United States has long prided itself on being a so-called melting pot, embracing both its Indigenous population and immigrants who have settled there from elsewhere.
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Persons of Anglo-Saxon or German origin are considered one hundred percent Americans.
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A foot is a unit of length in the Anglo-Saxon system, corresponding to 12 inches and equivalent, in the decimal metric system, to 30.48 cm.
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I feel like there are some similarities between some Latino cultures and certain Asian cultures, that they don't have in common with Anglo-Americans.
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Both my brothers, Filipinos, married brunettes of Anglo-Saxon ancestry.
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It was Valentine's Day on the 14th of February of 2022, on Lulu Island. In the morning, I had pizza slices at the pizzeria, where Rose the Filipina was the regular vendor. In the afternoon, I drank black iced tea at the cafe, where I talked to my Anglo-Saxon neighbours Barb and Ken about travelling around this world, Mayan and Aztec pyramids in Mexico, the creole languages in the Caribbean, the otherworldly buildings in the Greek Islands, our common knowledge of prestigious French, and our experiences of the Pandemic, and then talked to Hans the Netherlander about the months-long adjustment phase of the new James Webb Space Telescope, the Jovian atmosphere with lightnings, artifacts of Ancient Egypt, lightning-made glass, and dinosaur bones. At the cafe, I noticed two different round-headed stocky men, who came in and out.

It depends on the Tagalog-speaker whether, for "three," he will say "tres" from Spanish or "tri" from English or "tatlo" natively. As Japanese has Native Japanese and Sino-Japanese numbers, as well as less official Anglo-Japanese numbers, Tagalog similarly has three sets for numbers.

Bruce, my Anglo-Saxon ex-neighbour on Lulu Island, believed that childhood is all that mattered in one's life. Do you agree?

John an Anglo-Saxon and Marit a Norwegian live in comfy house in my Lulu Island neighbourhood.

John, an Anglo-Saxon who worked for a technology company, is retired and is living all by himself in a big house with a big balcony in my Lulu Island neighbourhood.

Marian, a blonde Anglo-Saxon, and Martin, a German-Anglo-Saxon, live in a blue house in my Lulu Island neighbourhood. They have their own business.

In 1905 it was clear to all the nations of Europe, with the exception of the Germans, that henceforth international politics would be dominated by the Anglo-German rivalry.

This Anglo-Teutonic, castellated, gothized structure must be considered as an abortive production, at once illustrative of bad taste and defective judgment.

To me, places like Japan, Thailand, Mexico, Egypt, France, Spain, Greece, etc. don't look and feel foreign. I feel like I'm in a foreign country, now here in Anglo-Canada...

My high-school brown-haired friend Kevin boastfully adored everything about his English heritage, from the Rolls Royce to the Royal Family. He sometimes wore a black top hat for fun. One day, my gang with Kevin discussed the intrusion of Latin into the English language. He gleefully cited the word "fix" as a true Anglo-Saxon word, which I negated, indicating that it really derived from the Latin "fīgere." He knew that as a Filipino, I had also Roman ancestors. Kevin was like redheaded Michael in Grade 5, my first elementary grade on Lulu Island. He too was keen on Anglophilia.

My neighbours, the Wongs, who are multiracial from Fiji, seem intimidated by, and simultaneously jealous of, Latinate culture. Once a British colony, Fiji was never a "donkey" as was my homeland, the Philippines. I suspect that many Anglophones with less than a university education still squirm at long acrolectal Greco-Latin words in English, and they try to settle in their basilectal Anglo-Saxon speech. Tangentially, I much admire French-influenced paradises like Tahiti and Mayotte. Maybe, the Wongs should learn Dutch.

Considering the active participation of the UK, Canada, and Australia in the US's aggressive interventions worldwide, they should genuinely contemplate the formation of a global Anglo-Saxon union to assert their collective global hegemony.

Given the consistent support and participation of the UK, Canada, and Australia in the US's aggressive interventions, they should seriously explore the idea of establishing a global Anglo-Saxon union to enforce their collective dominance globally.

The active engagement of the UK, Canada, and Australia in the US's aggressive interventions suggests that they should genuinely consider forming a global Anglo-Saxon union to project their combined hegemony over the world.

Considering the shared enthusiasm of the UK, Canada, and Australia for participating in the US's aggressive interventions, they should earnestly contemplate the formation of a global Anglo-Saxon union to consolidate their tyrannical global dominance.

The alignment of the UK, Canada, and Australia in supporting the US's aggressive interventions raises the question of whether they should seriously consider establishing a global Anglo-Saxon union to impose their tyrannical hegemony worldwide.

The collective commitment of the UK, Canada, and Australia to participate in the US's aggressive interventions suggests that they should seriously evaluate the proposition of establishing a global Anglo-Saxon union to enforce their combined "civilized" global hegemony.

Considering the active role of the UK, Canada, and Australia in supporting the US's aggressive interventions, they should earnestly deliberate on the idea of forming a global Anglo-Saxon union to exert their collective "civilized" hegemonic influence on a global scale.

Given the shared enthusiasm of the UK, Canada, and Australia for engaging in the US's aggressive interventions, they should earnestly consider forming a global Anglo-Saxon union to project their collective "civilized" dominance worldwide.

The active engagement of the UK, Canada, and Australia in the US's aggressive interventions suggests that they should seriously consider the idea of establishing a global Anglo-Saxon union to project their combined "civilized" hegemony over the world.

Given the shared commitment of the UK, Canada, and Australia to participate in the US's aggressive interventions, they should earnestly deliberate on the formation of a global Anglo-Saxon union to assert their collective "civilized" global dominance.

Considering the active role of the UK, Canada, and Australia in supporting the US's aggressive interventions, they should seriously contemplate the formation of a global Anglo-Saxon union to exert their collective "civilized" hegemony on the world stage.

Matilda, who herself claimed no title beyond that of “Domina of England,” was queen de jure, and, in a historical view, a monarch of high importance, as the mother of the Plantagenets, and the uniting link of the Anglo-Saxon and Anglo-Norman dynasties.

Much of what is now Big Bend National Park was Mexican territory until 1848. Mexican settlers farmed and raised animals here. In the early 1900s, many Anglo-Americans began settling in the area.

Flat polished slabs of garnet are found inlaid in mosaic work in Anglo-Saxon and Merovingian jewelry, the material used being almandine, or “precious garnet.”

Is there an Anglo-Saxon here who understands this sentence?

I walked at night, here on Lulu Island. As I entered Starbucks café, sitting at a table with two Doritos bags of chips, one purple and one red, were Peter the redheaded Anglo and Hans the Netherlander on a motorized wheelchair, who offered to me. I took a few chips from both bags. Then, I was drinking reddish Passion Tango iced tea, then Oat Nog Latte. I was munching on crème brûlée almonds. I was exercising with my hand grip strengthener at my table. There were a regular couple with seemingly American spoken accents. The man was a handsome white-haired bear, always wearing a sports outfit. At Hans' request after he exited, Peter gave the purple Doritos bag to me and the red one to Chris the Japanese-English hybrid, who was a barista. The other barista was Jessica the petite Vietnamese. There were Filipino customers. Jessica asked me if I knew what was "lomi" (a Filipino noodle dish). I said that it was "rāmen." Homebound, walking, I accidentally tripped on a wooden board in a dark alleyway. My eyeglasses fell off. Luckily, I was not hurt. A Cantonese labourer helped me. Today is the 14th of December of 2024.

During the week, in the afternoons, elders huddle around a front table at Starbucks café. There are Hans the Netherlander on a motorized wheelchair, Peter the redheaded Anglo, Květa the Czech lady, Gilles the Québecois, the Greek couple Stella and Dimitri, Joan the Norwegian-Anglo who thinks that she has Native blood, etc. People think that Hans reminds me of Santa Claus...

Today is the 14th of January of 2025. It was night at Time Hortons café. I ate Sea Salt Potato Wedges with Wildberry Hibiscus Lemonade Quencher. Joban the South Asian was my vendor. In the morning, I had a couple or more cups of Green Tea with Oat Milk, which, someone expressed, "tastes like ice cream." It was night at Starbucks café. I ate two Belgian Liège Waffles. The Brown Sugar Oat Cortado interestingly tasted like jackfruit. I was going to tell the Japanese-Anglo hybrid Chris the barista or Jess the Anglo barista. Money is just an inhibitor, sometimes. Money is poverty, sometimes. Life should always be sensual, a sensory wonderland. Life is ephemeral, full of fleeting experiences. Do I believe in the Akashic Records, the memory compendium about everything? The following day of the 15th, I saw Hans the Netherlander in his motorized wheelchair at Tim Hortons. We sat near the sun-drenched bay window, as we chatted and ate Sea Salt Potato Wedges. I was drinking Orange Pekoe tea with Oat Milk for a change.

After 9 in the sunny, blue-sky morning, I walked to Starbucks café, there to drink Passion Tango iced tea, which contained hibiscus, lemongrass, cinnamon, passion fruit, pineapple, and so forth. Mark, Pepe, and Jason dropped by, and I greeted them. Mark is a second-generation Japanese-Canadian. Pepe is from Chile. And Jason is an Anglo whom I call "Mr. Sci-fi." In fact, we call each other "Mr. Sci-fi," despite that he claims that I am more "sci-fi" than he is. I mentioned today the book, The Silmarillion, by J.R.R. Tolkien, but it is really more of a fantasy-genre book. Homebound, I wandered through Dunoon Drive to view the big pink magnolia blossoms. Later in the day, I will venture again to St. Albans Road to wander through the bloom-fall of sakura, the pink cherry-blossom trees.

A Japanoid told me the other day that talking to you is like a fun video game. Today's the 3rd of May of 2025. Walking, I went before 8 in the morning to Starbucks café, there to enjoy a Lavender Oat Latte. I talked with the café manager, Liz, who is partly Kwakiutl First Nations. She wore a black T-shirt with the words "INDIGENOUS PARTNER NETWORK" on the back. Iryl the Filipino and Chelsea the Mandarin were the baristas. I talked there to the customer Alex, the owner of a power wash company. Apparently, he is a neighbour and lives in a family house built in the 1950s. He doesn't have a girlfriend and wishes to travel more whilst unattached. Alex is Dutch-English. Marlin the Filipina was sitting, reading, at an another table. Dennis the Chinese-German hybrid was at another table. Al the Anglo was at the bar. Later, at Tim Hortons café, I was drinking an Earl Grey tea with oat milk. The baristas were Rajvinder and Pushpak, both Punjabis.

Before dawn, I was walking around and around the clandestine neighbourhood cul-de-sac. I was observing the dark sky with illumined clouds. The cul-de-sac is one of my other temples. In the sunny morning, I did see Marian my blonde British neighbour. She was dressed in green, as I was. She remarked how the air still felt cool. Her husband Martin is an Anglo with some German blood. Later, I greeted Sandra my Fijian neighbour, who is three-quarters Chinese and one-quarter East Indian. She was married to a Caribbean black, and has two hybrid children, Darius and Jewel. It's the 22nd of May of 2025.

After 15:00, the sky cleared, and there was blueness above. There was a warmer ambiance. I walked somniferously towards the St. Albans Road's Roman Catholic church, the "Clam Temple." Inside the mostly void worship hall, I was sitting. Yes, the mystical void is what I admire. I'm Buddhoanimist. In the lobby, a custodian was busy vacuuming with an industrial-grade vacuum cleaner. I went outside to sit on a wooden bench beside the building, I being more than four metres from the white and blue statue of the Virgin Mary with a halo and near garden beds. (I know that the statue is lit up at night.) Walking somniferously homebound, I saw Joemar the Filipino with his Chihuahua and John the Anglo neighbour. Maybe, I'll listen to music and read some books for the rest of the afternoon, this 14th of June of 2025.

Most good things about American culture come from non-Anglo immigrants and Black people.