The language seems reasonable enough. Not the stuff you must learn in school. Now if someone asks me, "Do you speak, understand, write, English?" I say, "why yes I do". I never understood why I needed to spend the next 12 years studying a subject which I had pretty much mastered before the first grade. You know what I am saying? Then in the ninth grade I was told if I planned to graduate from high school (which at that point, according to my father was at best 50/50) I would have to endure 4 additional years of what I was doing since the I was small.
Now let me see, hummmm, one hour a day, 5 days a week, four weeks a month, nine months a year for 12 years holy cow that's 129,600 minutes of my life. That doesn't include college. Are you kidding me? Don't answer that. It's a rhetorical question. What does rhetorical mean? Hey Wisenstein your the one who just spent 129,600 minutes of your life studying English. Well there's a good chunk of my life i"ll never get back.
Funny, the subject of English is not even called English until one reaches the seventh grade Before that we are told we are in spelling, grammar, reading, or writing class. What's the big secret? Helloo, it's called English. I mean are they embarrassed to tell the truth?
As I remember the only class in high school I was taken out of, thrown out of, asked to leave (you get the picture) was, if my memory serves me correctly, Mrs. Nix's Tenth grade English class. I wasn't a bad student I just didn't see the need to spend a inordinate amount of time studying a dangling participle for Pete's sake.
What is the past pluperfect tense of "break"? "I believed I had broken my leg." Hey you're the one who is suppose know this stuff not me.
Remember, God only gives us a certain number of days. I plan not to waste the ones I have left.
Until we talk again.
Mike
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