All of these WordPress words, there have been more than a few that I’ve had to Google their definition, I’m afraid, reminding me of a spelling bee.
I remember, barely, representing Mrs. Compton’s fifth grade class in the school bee. I don’t remember what word got me out, but doesn’t mystical sound like (and look like) one that could? Mystical. It’s tricky for a child. Should be mysticil, I think. Until I see it. Then neither seems right!
I watch the national spelling bee on TV, and it’s definitely not good for the ego. Children (one contestant a first grader, meaning he’s six), are spelling ridiculously long words that someone in their 30s, meaning that I have 27 years of life on them (I had to use a calculator), couldn’t necessarily spell
Here is the youngest contestant from the 2016 bee, spelling the longest word I have ever seen:
I think when I was six, I was using our dog as Barbie’s school bus. In my opinion, this child has too much time on his hands.
I questioned whether or not I should write this post. I didn’t want my readers to feel inferior to a six year old. But misery loves company.