Be grateful that you grew up speaking English. Here are a few reasons for appeciating such an upbringing.

[I am in the process of learning how to use my new PC.  It really is a bit different from my former Mac.  It is obvious that I am not as young or flexible as I once was. Be glad that you are not around me right now.]

Fr. Orthohippo

The bandage was wound around the wound.

The farm was used to produce produce.

The dump was so full that it had to refuse refuse.

He could lead if he could get the lead out.

The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert.

Since there is no time like the present, he thought it was time to present the present.

I did not object to the object.

The insurance was invalid for the invalid.

There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row.

They were too close to close the door.

The wind was too strong to wind the sail.

How can I intimate that this is my most intimate friend?


The plural of box is boxes.  The plural of ox is oxen , not oxes.

One fowl is goose, but two are geese, yet the plural of moose is not meese.

The plural of mouse is mice, yet the plural of house is not hice.

The plural of man is men, yet the plural of pan is not pen.

My foot plural is my  feet, Why shouldn’t the plural of my  boot be my  beet?

Masculine pronouns are he, his, and him.  Imagine the feminine – she, shis and shim.

About Fr. Orthohippo

The blog of a retired Anglican priest (MSJ), his musings, journey, humor, wonderment, and comments on today's scene.
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