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My English-teacher Mom and I were out at a magazine and newspaper store (remember those?) and there was a teen magazine that had a pic of Rod Stewart in super-tight pants. I was 17, and showed it to her. She said, "Oh my goodness. Those pants are so tight you can see his ...

Around this time Pookie? :D

 

Oh I hated that song. I'd yell "NO!!" when it was played on the radio.
 

I wasn't wild about it either Pookie, but I did like Stewart and it does bring back the memories....good ol' days. :sentimental:
 
My English-teacher Mom and I were out at a magazine and newspaper store (remember those?) and there was a teen magazine that had a pic of Rod Stewart in super-tight pants. I was 17, and showed it to her. She said, "Oh my goodness. Those pants are so tight you can see his balls."

I nearly passed out! I said, "MOM!!!"

She just looked at me very calmly and said, "Well, you really don't think you all ever came up with anything new, did you?"

I know this doesn't have anything to do with spelling or grammar, but it certainly has everything to do with um ... words.

Oh I love it!!!! My Mom too!!! But the offending picture was Elton John. Certainly goofy and tame by today's standards. He was wearing a jumpsuit and pretending to open it a bit past his rather furry belly button...but she was horrified. I remember Rod's satin pants too...nevermind Freddy Mercury...he was rocking booty shorts.

My Mom was a business teacher. Her background was what she described as hillbilly. To rise above that her teacher voice was almost the Queen's English. But when she got angry or upset her diction degenerated right quick;)

But really...I'd rather put pins through my eyes than try to diagram a sentence.

Something that always made me feel better...writer Dave Barry had numerous teachers tell him his grammar was an abomination and he would never pass their class. He certainly showed them...
 
diagram a sentence

:saywhat:

That's a new one on me. We did lots of parsing and analysis in high school but for the life of me I don't remember which is which today.
I was good at it though. Poetry appreciation though? Absolutely clueless.
 
Diagramming a sentence was one of those exercises created in purgatory. EVERY single word was underlined and circled and labeled as every part of speech you could pull out of the poor thing. A fun fact...my sister in law went to Catholic school before Vatican II. She can still diagram a sentence and has perfect penmanship...those nuns didn't fool around in those days.
 
Poetry appreciation and book analysis was simple. Come up with the most crazy butt interpretation. Oh um the earth represented slavery and the clouds were where he wanted to fly free to. And the prof would just gobble it right up...Brilliant!
 
You got it Fur! I was deeply into existentialism at the time. My prof thought I was a deep thinker! Lolololol. He had absolutely no concept of irony. At one point I got an A+ for a paper exploring the impact of Nietsche, Freud, and Dr Zeuss on modern poetry. Really?? Lolololol. I also told him I was patterning my life on Sartre and Slyvia Plath. Geezzzz
 
You got it Fur! I was deeply into existentialism at the time. My prof thought I was a deep thinker! Lolololol. He had absolutely no concept of irony. At one point I got an A+ for a paper exploring the impact of Nietsche, Freud, and Dr Zeuss on modern poetry. Really?? Lolololol. I also told him I was patterning my life on Sartre and Slyvia Plath. Geezzzz

It's like the art world - you can have everyone and their mother give an interpretation of a painting of a can of soup, and they'll all be correct.

Though one might search for many a decameter
You will not find iambic pentameter
You may then choose to take a rest
But will not find an anapest

Search throughout the well-spread nation
You will not find a connotation.
Though you may look in all positions
You will not find those expositions.

So whether your name is Robert or Jeeter,
Alice or Mary or Cuthbert or Peter,
You WILL never find that poetic meter.

~Dr. Seuss
 
As a person who writes poems, which to me are either word paintings, or very short books, I am amused at the arrogance of anyone attempting to apply linear thought to something laterally designed to in/evoke emotion. For me, I apply the sledge hammer approach to composing poetry...ie hit them over the head with imagery until they feel something. What does it mean? Who cares? What do you feel?
 
Evoking feelings with poetry is actually quite simple - just write the poem about religion, politics or sex and you'll have your readers feeling every which way.
 
I remember diagramming sentences. In 5th grade I won a spelling bee in a combined class of about 60. I still remember the two final words - conscience and conscious. :clap:
 
Almost every southerner has two dialects. One we speak when with friends and family. "Bubba and dem caught a two headed catfish. I ain't never heard tell of such." Another we enunciate when with edjicated others. "Charles and his friends caught a two headed catfish. Isn't that amazing?"
 

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