Finnish Numerals - Names of Numbers

Names of Numbers

This is a feature of Finnish which doesn't have an exact counterpart in English (but in colloquial German it does, for example: 7er, 190er, 205er). These forms are used to refer to the actual number itself, rather than the quantity or order which the number represents. This should be clearer from the examples below, but first here is the list:

Names of numbers
Finnish English
nolla nil, number zero
ykkönen the number one
the figure "1"
kakkonen 2
kolmonen 3
nelonen 4
viitonen 5
kuutonen 6
seitsemän
seitsemäinen
seitsikko
seiska (colloquial)
7
kahdeksan
kahdeksikko
kasi (colloquial)
8
yhdeksän
yhdeksikkö
ysi (colloquial)
9
kymmenen
kymppi (colloquial)
number ten

Also, 'kahdeksikko' refers to the shape of the number. Some examples of how these are used:

The 'number three tram' is the 'kolmonen' — when you are riding it, you are 'kolmosella'
A magazine has the title '7' and is called 'Seiska'
My car, a '93 model, is an 'ysikolmonen' when buying spare parts
If the car is a 190E Mercedes, it would be a 'sataysikymppi'.
If a car has tyres in size of 205, they would be called 'kaks(i)sataaviitoset' resp. kaks(i)sataaviitosia' (often 'kaks(i)nollaviitoset' resp. kaks(i)nollaviitosia').
The '106' bus is the 'sata kuutonen'
A €5 bill may be called "vitonen", a €10 bill "kymppi" (in plural: "kympit"/"kymppejä"), a €20 "kaksikymppinen", a €100 bill "satanen", etc.

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