I was looking through my 12-year-old cousin's yearbook, which had a supplemental autobiography of each of the graduating fifth graders. Within just a few minutes of reading their family histories, likes and dislikes, and tales of their funniest and most embarassing moments, I became increasingly irritated by the number of typos, unclear pronoun references, sentences that could be combined for clarity and concision but weren’t, and inconsistent type font and size. I crossly wondered, why couldn’t these kids be provided with autobiography mad libs so that all information could be edited for correctness and conformity? How could a parent send in a full page of cursive font? How could the teachers not correct all the it's/its errors? I had to put the book aside at the letter J before my head exploded.
Yes, I have a problem.
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Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Saturday, May 31, 2008
A sign that I may have a small problem
At my twelve-year-old cousin's promotion from elementary to middle school ceremony, the principal said a heartfelt goodbye to his students and pronounced the year the "funnest ever."
I don't remember what happened next because I blacked out from the strain of not leaping to the stage and hogtieing him until he promised to stop corrupintg our youth.
I don't remember what happened next because I blacked out from the strain of not leaping to the stage and hogtieing him until he promised to stop corrupintg our youth.
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