The Spanish informal "usted" word is of Arabic origin

**GiCa** · 12-08-2019, 11:47 PM

Originally Posted by Cristiano viejo

What you believe does not matter, Terrone. Usted come from "vuestra merced". No one of these words come from Arabic.

Threads like these just show one more time your absolute envy toward us, and your absolute ignorance and illiteracy

Now go to create a thread about the Italian word zucchero coming from Arabic, Terrona

If when I learn I language I notice connection to other languages I know I always point them out.. Like I did with. بَيت "bait" that means houses with the Italia word "baita" that mean "mountain chalet"

And sugar is Arabic origin in every language of europe

**Duffmannn** · 12-09-2019, 12:00 PM

Originally Posted by GiCa

Se estima fruto de la contracción de vuestra merced, un tratamiento o título de cortesía

I don't belive in this

I belive is Arabic.. Or that Spanish passed it to Arabic

We don´t mind what you think.

Really.

**ÁGUIA** · 12-09-2019, 06:52 PM

Originally Posted by GiCa

I have the doubt that it has 0 correlation with the arabic

They are the same sound and same word, and the fact that in Arabic means "Professor" that is a respected very formal title is very curious and too much coincidence to be unrelated

The official theory is usted derives from vuestra (from latin vostrum) and merced (from latin merx, mercis).
Now, can I tell you a secret? I find it fishy as well, and I'm inclined to believe shadow government involvement.
To make the world change, we need to take a step, and in this case the step is no other than the Spanish Royal Academy. But you and I know, how indelible they can be. They will dismiss every piece of evidence you can present, every peer review paper you can stick down their throats, they will puke it.

To form reliability, we need a plan, someone who experienced the word itself. How about if you engaged in a bit of role play. Gica, you are Fatima a middle aged woman, a professor (أستاذة Oostedha), lived circa 1034 in Al Andalus nowadays vulgarly known as Iberian Peninsula. Pick olives at Saturdays and have a thing for Christians knights at Sundays. Too make it more inconspicuous and unbiased you are from al-Shilb (Silves), a coastal Portuguese. Progressiveness is your mark and you kinda lax on hijab use, at times few strands of hair are at sight.

I look forward the day when you leave your almofada in the morning. The sky will be clear azul, you'll cook your food with azeite and sprinkle your coffee with açúcar. You say hello to the Xerife, and you see kids making xeque-mate playing xadrez. The madrassa is your maktoub, but that day you say no, to the Spanish Royal Academy you go. The day usted finally becomes one with its true ancestral oostedh. Oxalá ...

Yalla, Gica yalla!

**GiCa** · 12-09-2019, 07:54 PM

Originally Posted by Duffmannn

We don´t mind what you think.

Really.

You mind that

**GiCa** · 12-09-2019, 07:56 PM

Originally Posted by ÁGUIA

The official theory is usted derives from vuestra (from latin vostrum) and merced (from latin merx, mercis).
Now, can I tell you a secret? I find it fishy as well, and I'm inclined to believe shadow Government involvement.
To make the world change, we need to take a step, and in this case the step is no other than the Spanish Royal Academy. But you and I know, how indelible they can be. They will dismiss every piece of evidence you can present, every peer review paper you can stick down their throats, they will puke it.
To form reliability, we need a plan, someone who experienced the word itself. How about if you engaged in a bit of role play. Gica, you are Fatima a middle aged woman, a professor (أستاذة Oostedha), lived circa 1034 in Al Andalus nowadays vulgarly known as Iberian Peninsula. Pick olives at Saturdays and have a thing for Christians knights at Sundays. Too make it more inconspicuous and unbiased you are from al-Shilb (Silves), a coastal Portuguese. Progressiveness is your mark and you kinda lax on hijab use, at times few strands of hair are at sight.

I look forward the day when you leave your almofada in the morning. The sky will be clear azul, you'll cook your food with azeite and sprinkle your coffee with açúcar.
You say hello to the Xerife, and you see kids making Xeque-mate playing xadrez. The madrassa is your maktoub, but that day you say no, to the Spanish Royal Academy you go. The day usted finally becomes one with its true ancestral oostedh. Oxalá ...
Yalla, Gica yalla!

This is the best post here.