Sunday, March 12, 2023

Confession

       The recent post re; being a grammar snob. brought a confession from two others who consider themselves to be grammar snobs. We agreed to refrain from being grammar Nazis.

    My parents gave the gift of proper grammar. Did Dad finish elementary school or did he leave early to help of the farm? I don't know. But where did he learn near perfect grammar? Likely not from his parents who learned English after immigrating from Norway to America as adults. There is only one instance I remember of hearing Dad make a grammatical mistake. After I corrected him, which occasioned no reprimand from him, he never made that mistake again.

   Mother was educated through some college years and taught school. She too, used proper grammar. Where did she learn it? Likely in school for, like Dad's parent's, her parents language was Norwegian until learning English as adults.

   Growing up in a home where proper grammar was a given tunes the ear to recognize right from wrong. Another grammar snob who reads this blog, but has yet to confess, was a college English major. He, unlike me, can explain the intricacies of the proper usage of grammar. Two different methods with the same result. No "I seen him do it."😀

Takk for alt,

Al

            Now, having almost 80" of snow this winter, it's beginning to feel like this. 😀


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