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Some Stuff I Wrote and Some Stuff I Didn't (2011) H. Morris Williams







                 English  teachers  used  to   go  ballistic  when  a  kid  ended  a  sentence  with  a
                 preposition  and,  though  I  knew the  rule,  I  never  understood  exactly what
                 all the fuss was about.  Parodying the rule,  one man  said,  “That’s the kind

                 of nonsense up with which I will not put.”

                 Then  there  was  the  visitor  walking  across  the  campus  at  Harvard

                  University  who  stopped  a  professor  and  asked,  ‘Excuse  me,  sir,  can  you
                  please  tell  me where  the  library  is  at?’  The  professor  said,  ‘Yes  I  can  but
                 we  don’t  end  sentences  with  prepositions  at  Harvard  University.”  The
                  visitor  replied,  “Sorry,  sir.  No  offense  intended.  Can  you  please  tell  me

                  where the library is at, you jerk!”


                  Some  people create words that  sound  like they should  be  real words.  My
                  sister  Marjie  called  the  settee  the  ‘squatee’.       My  mother  called  the
                  dentist’s  tooth  pulling  pliers  ‘pullikins.’  When  my  son  David  was  a  pre­

                  schooler he called the CHS marching band the ‘musikets.’

                  My  interest  in  words  goes  back  to   Mrs.  Ethel  Browning,  the  best  English
                  teacher I  ever had.  She seemed  to know every rule of grammar there was
                  and she always took time to  explain the rule and the reason for the rule.  I

                  am honored that she reads my column.

                  Mrs.  Browning  also  taught  me  that  language  is  alive  and  changes  over
                  time.  Some words  are added,  some get dropped.  Some old  words  I  miss
                  are supper (now dinner),  picture show (now movie),  and  emergency brake
                  (now  parking  brake).  Some  words  I  never  hear  any  more  are  lumbago,

                  store bought,  and castor oil.

                  I  had  another  English  teacher  who  told  me  my  English  was  far  from

                  perfect but that it was ‘communicable.’ Say what?

                  Some  of  us  older  geezers  have  a  good  ear  for  the  spoken  language
                  because we grew up listening to  the radio where you had to pay attention
                  to  what was said to  get the message or the joke.


                  I  feel  especially  blessed  that  I  grew  up  in  a  church  that  used  the  King
                  James Version of the Bible.  To me, that is our language at its best.



                  I  ‘ju s t’ hope you will like today’s ‘little ’ column ‘ju st’  a  little bit.








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