I have a problem.
Bad spelling and grammar really really bother me.
One might think it's because I am a copy editor, and it's my job. But I didn't even know what copy editing was when I came to Chico State. It started much before journalism or college.
In elementary school we had spelling tests each week that consisted of 10 words and three sentences. We would get the words on Mondays and be tested on them on Fridays. I don't mean to brag, but I was a totally awesome speller, even back then -- OK I totally do mean to brag. I never missed a spelling word, not one. Until one day in third grade.
I don't even remember what the word was, but I remember I saw that red mark on my paper and I started crying. Not just a tear or two, I mean a full-out, ugly, red-faced sobbing session.
I don't even know why I cried. My parents never pressured me to do well in school, I just always did.
When I was in high school, kids that went to elementary school with me would bring it up.
"Hey, Genny, remember that one time...?"
Of course I remembered, it was the only word I missed in my entire elementary school career. I look back on it now and laugh. It's so ridiculous.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
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