I just want to be me

English is a crazy language!

Yeah! I finally get to blog. Here it is!

There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger, neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins were not invented in England and French fries were not from France. Sweetmeats are candies, while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat.

We take english for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that boxing rings are square, and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor it is a pig.

And why is it that writer's write, but fingers don't fing, grocer's don't groce, and hammers don't ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural of booth, beeth? One goose, two geese. So, one moose, two meese? Is cheese the plural of choose?

If teachers taught, why don't preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? In what language do people recite at a play, and play at a recital?

Ship by truck, and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? Park on driveways and drive on parkways? HOw can a slim chance and a fat chance be thesame, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites? How can the weather be as hot as hell one day and cold as hell another?

When a house burns up, it burns down. You fill in a form by filling it out, and an alarm clock goes off by going on.

When the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out they are invisible. And why, when I wind up my watch, I start it, but when I wind up this essay, I end it.

Nice? Haha. Okay. Blog next time.

Jaa ne!

posted by Chloe @ 8:22 PM