Surprise Santa

December 5, 2009 by GradingGirl  
Filed under GG's writing, Pencils Down

In honor of St. Nicholas day tomorrow, I am sharing the story of a special Christmas from my childhood ~

Surprise Santa

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Place yourself back in time when you were very young and Christmastime felt magical.  The world seemed to transform into an ever-jovial, bright and sparkly place.  And it wasn’t just because your mother exchanged every single household item – including the shower curtain and dinner plates – for its Christmas counterpart, but because the WHOLE world was more fun.  Yes, even school was a happier place.  As Christmas loomed closer, the anticipation of Santa’s visit guaranteed tummy butterflies and lingering wide-eyed moments in bed before sleep.   Christmas Eve night included gazing out the window, guessing which bright star might be the Big Guy himself.

Year after year, my parents – like many loving mothers and fathers – gently told my brother and I that we couldn’t wake up in the middle of the night before Christmas lest we wanted St. Nick to take back all the presents.  Being the very abiding daughter that I was, I took that very seriously.   On one particular Christmas dawn, my 10th Christmas to be exact, I was the first to wake up bright and early just before 6:00 a.m.  I hopped out of bed and tiptoed down the hall to gain a first glimpse of the goodies under the tree.  My plan was to sneak my own peek, wake my bro, and then we’d both barge in our parents’ room.  Well, it didn’t quite work that way as I had a surprise that literally stopped me in my slippered tracks.  My glee instantly turned to shock as I stood still as a statue and stared at Santa Claus in what I thought was the middle of his delivery.   I felt my heart leap; I couldn’t move any closer than the end of the hall.  In the living room a few feet before me stood a tall-as the-tree Santa, dressed in his beautiful red suit, his big bulky black boots, his long white beard . . . and he was reaching into the tree.  Oddly, he was standing as still as I was but I interpreted that as his shock in being discovered by me.    I stood there for a very long moment and, in the rather dark room, I looked around and swore I saw three little elf heads peeking out at me from around the corner.  It was then I conjured up enough strength to run back to my room as fast as I could, jump back in bed, and cry.

It didn’t take long for my mother to hear me sniffling.  She concernedly whispered to my father, “Why is T crying on Christmas?!?” When she came in to ask me what the matter was, I exclaimed between flowing tears that “I woke up too early and Santa was there and he was mad that I saw him and now he’s taking all the presents back.” My mom started to chuckle and told me she heard the opposite, that Santa wasn’t mad at all and, in fact, left an extra big surprise this year.  I hesitantly followed her back to the living room.  The figure in the red suit was still there but my mother turned on some lights and revealed the big “surprise:” a life-size Santa stand-in (and I do mean life-size!). I gasped and ran to touch him.  Oh . . . ummm, those elves I saw – they were my imagination playing tricks on me.  I was so relieved and excited again.  Christmas was back on!

Mom & Santa!

Mom & Santa two Christmases ago!

Mom and I decided to turn off the lights, hide in the foyer, and wait to see what my 4-year old brother’s reaction would be when he woke up and wandered in.  I was sure we were in for a show!!!  It wasn’t long before we heard his footed-pajamas slipping down the hall.  He too stopped at the end of the hall like I did – but that’s where the similarity in our reaction ends.  You see, here’s exactly what he did:  he rubbed his eyes, muttered, “Oh, that’s nice,” instantly spotted my mom and I and asked, “When can we open the presents?” I let my imagination run wild and here my little bro intuitively knew otherwise!!  How did that happen?!

The following year I eventually discovered the truth about Santa and learned how my parents acquired our unique Christmas novelty.  My father was the manager of an A & P grocery store at the time.  Pepsi-Cola donated the Santa to him.  He displayed it a couple weeks before Christmas and drove it home Christmas Eve day (quite a feat, considering how big Santa is and how many family members we had over that night for our annual Eve bash!).  Since then, he’s come home with more interesting friends such as a big black scaredy cat and a wart-nose witch.  But, none of them brought the memories that our Surprise Santa sprung.  Not long after Santa’s arrival, my father performed “surgery” as Mr. Claus was tired and didn’t want to stand.  He enlisted the help of our neighbor but, being the silly guy that my dad was, he decided it would be more fun to bring Santa to our neighbor’s house rather than have his friend come over to our place. My father “sat” Santa in the passenger seat, rolled the top down of his Cadillac convertible, drove to our neighbor’s house, honked the horn and greeted him with his red-suited friend.  Mind you, this was the middle of winter AND this particular neighbor lived across the street only five houses away.

Surprise Santa has been with us many, many years since then and still makes an appearance each Christmas.  We used to display him in the window of our old home with a spotlight; Mom now has him next to her tree in her newer home.  His beard has been shampooed, his suit’s been dry cleaned and his body has been re-secured with heftier stilts.  My mother still enjoys telling the story about my Christmas morning surprise.  Christmas may not feel quite as magical as when I was a small child but we all have an inner child that we can channel during Christmastime.  I still get giddy when I put up decorations and the world still feels cozier to me this time of year.  I recall the memories when I look at Surprise Santa but I feel the love with my family and friends.  Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to everyone!!!  Let the magic of Christmas brighten your days!

Mini Me and Santa a few Christmases ago!

My daughter and Santa a few Christmases ago!

I Spy a New Word!

November 8, 2009 by GradingGirl  
Filed under Other noteworthies, Pencils Down

A colleague just shared this fun yet surprisingly useful site with me moments ago.  I LOVE to make up my own words myself (I had a major case of truckitis last night) so I was inspired instantly.   Fortunately for you, GG guests, I am going to practice some friendsourcing today.  There will be no peanut-buttering allowed and if you stick around long enough, you might find yourself in a peep culture.  Confused?  Go to this site to decipher my new words!!

from kvanhorn on Flickr

Wordspy

GG challenge:  Use at least 3 new words that you find on this site today in conversation!!

And before you go, be sure to stop by Words of Whimsy to see some of GG’s own creations.

Now if you’ll excuse me I have some chairobics to take part in while watching football players posterize each other.

Have You Ever Been Cubed??

Shhhhh . . . Keep this a secret . . . Don’t tell a soul about this post . . . Read on only if you are ready to be enlightened, tickled and shocked.   from Katie Tegtmeyer on Flickr

Begin if you dare! 

WARNING:  For maximum validity, enlightenment, and fun, do NOT read down to the bottom until you have completed the exercise in its entirety!!!

 

 

 

The Cube - compiled by Annie Gottlieb and Slobodan D. Pesie

The Cube - compiled by Annie Gottlieb and Slobodan D. Pesie

This is the tone you will encounter when you open the book The Cube . . . Keep the Secret.  It is a self-awareness game I play with my students on the day before a holiday.  I’ve been using this book for many years now, and I’ve yet to encounter a class in which the students are not in awe of its accuracy.  When we’re done with the game, I ask the students to write either a one-page analysis of their findings from the game or a descriptive piece illustrating their landscape.  Never is there a complaint for this assignment.  I also have fun with this at family gatherings!!

 HERE IS THE PREMISE: 
  • Readers are asked to picture a desert landscape.  In the desert landscape are five specific elements:  a cube, a ladder, a horse, a storm and flowers.  The idea is to write down and describe the very first image of each that arrives in your head to achieve the most accurate results.  Each element represents something about the reader – therein lies the secret.  I’ve always been good at keeping secrets so I’m going to make you wait until you have the book itself in your hot little hands to find out what each represents.
 The 204-page book goes on in-depth to explain each portion of the Cube as well as to provide sample Cube illustrations from entertainment and political figures.  The 19-page key at the back is detailed and promises hours of interest.  There is a listing for just about every detail imaginable that a person might choose for his cube, ladder, storm, horse, and flower (s).  Perusing this key is where the real fun lies . . . you will be amazed at its accuracy!!!!  But don’t take my word for it . . . run to your local bookstore or library and grab this little book.  GG gives The Cube an A+ for unbelievable accuracy, positive enlightenment, and good clean fun!!
 
Have any of you already played and/or read this book?  I’d love to hear about your experiences with it! 

Reasons the Newspaper Won’t Die

 Many newspapers faced their demise this year but I’m hopeful that we can still count on tucking the folded black and white newsprint under our arm as we scurry off, on catching a glimpse of the cover stories as we wait in the dentist’s office, and on spreading out the paper on a leisure Sunday morning.  It would be a great loss if we lost this important form of media. 

from aloshbennet on flicker

Top 10 Reasons for Reading a Newspaper*

1. My newspaper has never crashed, gone down, or flashed animated ads at me.

2. Anywhere I travel, my newspaper goes with me. I don’t need a laptop or a wireless connection or a PDA.

3. I can read my newspaper while standing, while eating, while riding a train, but not while driving my car . . . which is just as well since I should be paying attention to the road.

4. If I read a story I like, I can tear it out and save it, and not have to pay to read it 30 days later.

5. I don’t have to sign in or customize or register or remember passwords to read my newspaper. And I often enjoy articles in my newspaper on topics I wouldn’t normally think I’d be interested in.

6. My newspaper has high-resolution pictures and type on large pages that load almost instantly, making it easy to browse and enjoy.

7. My newspaper is cheap, recycable and easy to replace. If it’s lost or stolen, it’s no big deal.

8. My newspaper is not made of unrecyclable toxic materials.

9. If my newspaper makes a mistake, the correction is posted with an explanation. It’s not sneakily applied to the original story after I’ve read it.

10. I can read my newspaper sitting outside on a nice day in the sun, even if a breeze is blowing, because I know how to fold a newspaper.

11.  My newspaper is never late.  I can always count on it in the early morning hours.

12.  My newspaper has something for everyone:  cover stories, editorials, sports, entertainment, health, etc. 

*Adapted from Kelly Gallagher’s Reading Reasons

You Don’t Say!

September 9, 2009 by GradingGirl  
Filed under GG's writing, Pencils Down, TLC Speaks

Says is one of those overused words.  The Second Edition of the Oxford English Dictionary contains full entries for 171,476 words in current use, and 47,156 obsolete words. To this may be added around 9,500 derivative words included as subentries.  With all these words, why do we overuse the general, imprecise ones?

GG note:  Please do no utilize “goes” to replace the verb “says.”

FOR EXAMPLE:  He goes, “I don’t like that anymore.” → I hear this colloquial-type conversation from my high schoolers.   ‘To speak’ is not even a published definition of goes; the closest definition is ‘to utter a sound’ as in The gun goes bang.”  Luckily, I don’t think you’ll have a problem coming up with varied words here.  Enjoy!:

What other imprecise words need replacing?

OVER THREE HUNDRED WAYS TO SAY “SAYS”

A

accuses

acknowledges

acquiesces

adds

admits

admonishes

advises

affirms

agrees

alleges

allows

alludes

announces

answers

apologizes

appeases

approves

argues

articulates

asks

assents

asserts

assures

B

babbles

bits

barks

bawls

begins

begs

believes

bellows

berates

beseeches

bleats

blows up

blubbers

blurts

blusters

boasts

booms

brags

breathes

breaks in

C

cackles

cajoles

calculates

calls

carols

cautions

challenges

chants

charges

chats

chatters

cheers

chides

chimes

chips in

chokes

chortles

chuckles

cites

claims

coaxes

comforts

commands

comments

complains

concedes

concludes

concurs

confesses

confirms

consents

consoles

contends

contests

continues

contributes

coos

counters

coughs

cries

criticizes

croaks

croons

cross-examines

cures

curses

cusses

D

debates

decides

declaims

declares

defends

demands

denies

describes

determines

dictates

discusses

drawls

drones

E

echoes

elaborates

emphasizes

entreats

enumerates

enunciates

exaggerates

exclaims

exhorts

explains

explodes

expostulates

extols

F

falters

fears

frowns

fumes

G

gags

gasps

gibbers

giggles

gloats

goads

grins

groans

growls

grumbles

grunts

guesses

guffaws

gulps

gurgles

gushes

H

hastens to say

hesitates

hints

hisses

hollers

howls

I

imitates

implies

implores

informs

inquires

insinuates

insists

interjects

interposes

interprets

interrupts

interrogates

intimidates

intones

J

jeers

jests

jokes

jabbers

L

laughs

lectures

laments

lies

lisps

M

makes known

magnifies

maintains

marvels

mentions

mimics

moans

mocks

mourns

mumbles

murmurs

muses

mutters

N

nags

nods

notes

O

objects

observes

offers

orders

P

pants

perceives

persists

persuades

pesters

pipes up

pleads

points

ponders

pouts

praises

preaches

predicts

prevaricates

proceeds

prods

profanes

proclaims

professes

promises

prompts

proposes

protests

purrs

pursues

puts in

Q

quavers

queries

questions

quibbles

quips

quotes

R

rates

rails

runs on

rants

raves

recalls

recites

recounts

regrets

reiterates

rejoins

remarks

remembers

reminds

remonstrates

renounces

repeats

replies

reports

reprehends

reprimands

requests

resolves

responds

resumes

retorts

reveals

roars

rumbles

S

sings

sings out

scoffs

scolds

scorns

screams

screeches

sermonizes

shouts

shrieks

shrills

shrugs

sighs

slurs

smiles

smolders

snaps

snarls

sneers

snickers

sniffs

snorts

sobs

soliloquizes

sooths

specifies

spells

speaks

spurts

sputters

squawks

squeaks

squeals

stammers

starts

states

storms

stresses

struggles

stutters

submits

suggests

swears

sympathizes

T

taunts

tantalizes

tattles

teases

testifies

thinks

threatens

tells

U

urges

utters

V

vaunts

ventures

voices

volunteers

W

wails

wants to know

warns

wavers

whispers

wonders

worries

Y

yearns

yells

yelps

yowls

First Lines offer First Impressions

The first lines of books are profound.  Either they provide a foreshadow of the events to ensue, a poignant statement to digest, a comedic crack to grab attention, or a startling statistic or fact to open with.  Go ahead . . . open to the first pages of some of the books you own and you’ll see.  Even the non-fiction reads seem to offer a fun first line.  Here are just a few examples. . . do you have some?

A Few First Lines in Literature

~ “It was a pleasure to burn.“  Fahrenheit 451

~ “If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you’ll probably want to know is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don’t feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth.Catcher in the Rye

~ “The way I see it, being dead is not terribly far off from being on a cruise ship.Stiff

~ “Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.“  Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone

~ “I felt like I was trapped in one of those terrifying nightmares, the one where you have to run, run till your lungs burst, but you can’t make your body move fast enough.New Moon

~ “It’s hard to be left behind.” The Time Traveler’s Wife (I can hardly wait until the movie adaptation comes out!!!)

~ “A man’s alter ego is nothing more than his favorite image of himself.” Catch Me if You Can

You get the idea . . . I could go on and on.  Each line is so characteristic of each book’s particular theme.  Each line grabs our attention.  Each line makes us think.

In the book I am currently reading, Jodi Picoult’s Handle with Care, not only is the first line compelling  but the first paragraph carries through the plot’s theme in a poetic way.  Here is GG’s mix of Picoult’s words:

Things break all the time.

Glass and dishes and fingernails.

You can break a record, a contract, a dollar.

You can even break the ice.

There are coffee breaks and lunch breaks.

Day breaks, waves break, voices break.

Silence and fever breaks.

Chains can be broken.

Relationships break.

Promises break.

Hearts break.

Things break all the time.

Yes, things do break but that doesn’t have to be a bad thing at all.  When something breaks, we pick up the pieces and create something new! Period.  Looking back at what I typed, I see an ice cream sundae formed by the layout of the words.  Clever that it turned out that way.  That’s what I see.

Stay tuned for a future post in which GG reviews Handle with Care.

Watermelon Seeds of Wisdom

June 29, 2009 by GradingGirl  
Filed under Other noteworthies, Pencils Down

From Moreno101 on Flckr

(from moreno101 on flckr)

Before yesterday, when I thought of watermelons I thought of summer picnics.  Well, I was perusing through my mail, anxiously trying to pass the time before I picked my daughter up at the airport when I came across an article on the book  Watermelon Magic: Seeds of Wisdom, Slices of Life by Wally Amos.  The book utilizes the word ‘watermelon’ as an acronym for a guide to life.  As I point out in my Memory Mastery 1 post, acronyms are a great way to remember things.  Thanks to the acronym below, I will never think of watermelons in the same way!  Now when I see those juicy pink slices or pesky black seeds we like to pick away, I will be reminded that we all have the will to live our lives from our highest selves.  My time waiting was well spent!  Now it’s your turn . . . enjoy and get ready for your mouth to water.  I’ve italicized my favorite parts ~

W – Whatever you believe creates your reality.  Believe that life is a positive experience and it will be.

A – Attitude is the magic word.  Your greatest asset is your attitude.  Be positive regardless.

T – Together everyone achieves more.  There are no limits to what we can accomplish together.  I am more than I am but less than we are.

E – Enthusiasm is the wellspring of life.  There is no limit to what can be accomplished with enough enthusiasm.

R – Respect yourself, as well as others.  When you begin to respect yourself, your whole world changes.

M – Make commitments, not excuses.  There is overwhelming power in the words “Yes I will.”

E – Everyday can be a fun day.  Fun is the lubricant that keeps life moving forward.  Laugh a lot.

L – Love is the answer.  Whatever the question, love is the answer.  It’s the greatest force in the Universe.

O – One day at a time.  How do you eat an elephant?  One bite at a time.  All of life happens in increments of one.

N – Never give up or become a victim.  You are guaranteed to lose if you give up.  Winston Churchill was right.  ”Never, never, never give up.”  It works if you work it.

Grading Girl says this is a FUN reminder to not be overwhelmed by events.  Let ‘watermelon’ remind you that you are larger than events. It’s an awesome feeling to realize that we have the power to create and change events simply by what we believe.

GG’s Bonus Nutrition Tidbit:  Watermelon is composed of 92% water and packed with a giant dose of glutathione, which helps boost our immune system. It is also a key source of lycopene – the cancer fighting oxidant.  Other nutrients found in watermelon are vitamin C & potassium.

My Mom, Still the Coolest Mom Around

Mom and Me then

Mom and Me

4th Grade International Cooking Days at school (most creative room mom ever!), watching me roll – and roll – down the hill at Lorado Taft, Crimes of the Heart in college when I cried on stage and could hear her sniffling in the audience almost as loud as me, the birth of my daughter, annual American Girl Place visits when Arianna was little . . . These only comprise a taste of special experiences I have shared with my mother – the one person in my life who is always there when I need a shoulder to cry on, an ear for listening, or a hand of support. I know of no one as selfless as she. My mother helps others before she helps herself, she makes life fun for those near her, and she is someone I want to be like when I grow up.

My mother puts the happiness of those she is close to before the happiness of herself. Throughout my life and my brother’s life, my mother has spent maybe one eighth of the time on herself. The rest is devoted to her family. She is either driving back and forth to my home to pick up my daughter when I have a schedule conflict or on the phone to offer an ear to Dave or taking my grandmother out shopping. When we were little, all of her decisions revolved around our well-being: she chose a job as a waitress so that she could be home with us during the day; she chose to maintain our home after our father died so that our lives would remain nearly the same; she chose to work more hours to fortify the lifestyle she thought we needed to be happy. Her caring doesn’t stop with my brother or me. She was the one who opened up our home to her mother and father when her mother became ill with cancer. (Of course, I was excited that grandma and grandpa were living with us; I didn’t understand the extra stress it placed on my mother’s life.) She was the one who looked after my grandfather who moved a few blocks away after my grandmother passed away. When her sister was dieing of breast cancer, she was the one who took her to and from her doctor appointments. In other words, she was – and is – the one who is there whenever family or friend is in need.

While striving to help others in any way that she can, my mother still manages to make life fun. Our home was always filled with fun toys, loving pets, happy music, and sweet smells. We were the only house on the block to hold a Fun Fair for the neighborhood complete with games and prizes, arts and crafts, and movies. Summers were filled with swimming in the backyard and Mom bringing out lunch on a tray with LHDRUs (ask me what that stands for later!). Christmas was a magical time, transforming our home from a suburban dwelling to Santa’s dreamhouse. Little elves abounded everywhere as everything from the welcome mat to the mantle centerpiece to the pictures on the wall evolved to Christmas décor. To this day, my daughter still finds Christmas Eve at “Gum’s” house as her favorite night of the year. Whenever my brother and I were sick, she would bring us food in bed, move a T.V into our room, and buy us magazines. I take pride in knowing I have a great role model for creating a happy home for my daughter.

For these reasons and more, I want to be like Natalie Theresa when I grow up. As I smooth the cream on my face at night, I can only hope that my skin displays as few wrinkles as hers. As I exercise daily, I can only wish that her washboard abs stay with me. As I force myself to think positive thoughts in tough situations, I can only aspire to be as optimistic as her. Natalie is a woman to admire. She transitioned to a completely new and successful real estate career at age fifty. She bought a new home and took on a new lifestyle at age sixty. She maintains numerous friendships that are thirty years old or older including high school buddies. She is privy to the latest fashions and could easily pass for someone fifteen to twenty years younger. She maintained the reputation among my and my brother’s friends as “the coolest mom around;” or, as some high school friends still remembered at my 20-year reunion – she’s a “hot mom.”

The last time I wrote a letter commemorating how significant my mother is in my life was for her fiftieth birthday. Well did we know then where we would be today. Teaching was only a distant dream, my daughter was barely three, and I had yet to endure the pain of divorce. She helped make that teaching dream turn into a reality by her constant support and care. Right now I can only imagine where I will be ten years from now. But I do know this – whatever current dreams I have, they will be more likely to happen with her constant love and positive encouragement to guide me along the way.

Mom and Me now

Mom and Me now

What’s really in a name?

From Giant Ginkgo on Flickr

(from Giant Ginkgo on Flickr)

Can the sounds within our names actually account for our personality traits?!?  Will everyone with the same name behave the same?  Can we predict the way a person will behave based on his name?  Do we unconsciously (and unfairly) prejudge people based on the sounds of their names – before we even meet them?  Will a person’s behavior change if she decides to use her middle name, all of a sudden, rather than her first name?

This stuff fascinates Grading Girl, and I am convinced there is something to this!  These questions are addressed in the book The Secret Universe of Names – The Dynamic Interplay of Names and Destiny by Roy Feinson.   It is a book that remains on my coffee table and guests pick it up again and again.  Think about it . . . sounds affect our mood – a scream makes us stand alert; or, a shhhh soothes us.  We instinctively choose soft sounds when reassuring our friends.  Conversely, we use loud sounds when we want our presence felt.  Similarly, the sounds in names must affect our perceptions – both of ourselves with our own names, and of others with their names.  Parents looking for a name to mirror their ambitious hopes for their daughter might name her Kate, for instance, which connotes decisiveness.  If they named her Mary, one would be more apt to think of a nurturing, motherly figure.

To further illustrate this, Feinson’s book uses the following example – notice how the hard tone of the following words completely disappears when the belligerent B is replaced by the mild-mannered M:

  • bellow – mellow
  • belted – melted
  • break – make
  • blow – flow   . . .

You get the idea.  The second set of words evoke a softer response over the hard, direct first set.

Our psychological responses to sounds result in some letter combinations which cause common meaning.  For instance, sneeze, snort, sniffle, snot, snore, snarl, snuff, snicker, snout all pertain to the human nose.  Coincidence?  Feinson says no!  Take a look at this tongue teaser we used to recite backstage getting ready for a college play:  The slippery slope was slathered in a slick slime. . . all the sl words have a “slimey” influence. :-)

It’s no wonder parents spend so much time looking for names.  We humans seem to have an innate response to sounds.  Here’s a group of names that are perceived “masculine:”   Butch, Buck, Duke, Bill, Kurt, Jake, Kirk, Scott, Troy     Notice all contain the hard consonant letters such as B, T, K, D.  Typical names with “adorable” charm include:  Barbie, Missy, Britney, Kristi.  Hmmm, notice the “eee” sounds at the end of each.  As a teacher, I have to admit that when I scan my student roster at the very beginning of the year, I fall victim to name stereotypes before I even meet my students.  If I see Missy on my roster, I might mistakingly predict she’ll be a less serious student; similarily, if I see the name Jake, I might assume he’s a popular student who may be talkative with his friends.  I have to stop myself and erase my assumptions.

The question remains, can the clustering of sounds in our names also account for the clustering of our personality characteristics?  The book says that in 1990, the U.S. Census Bureau helped to create some theories behind this question by releasing names of 63 million Americans (stripping the names of addresses and phone numbers, of course).  They cross-referenced first letters in the (first) names of people in various areas of business, arts, medicine, politics and professional sports.  Many interesting finds came out of this.  For example, based on the population of millionaires in the population, people whose names began with a J were almost three times more likely to become millionaires than names beginning with N.  Of course, for every rule there is an exception.  These are just the averages found from this study – not the case for every individual.  Still, it’s interesting food for thought.

According to the US Census findings, people whose first names begin with the strong pronounced C, D, J, T, K, etc. proved to be highly successful in professional sports.

In politics, letters of leadership were found to be D, J, T, B, P, G, L.

Maybe parents who want their children to grow up to dominate their peer groups should gravitate toward names featuring the power letters . . . D, A, B, J, K, P, etc. . . . Does this mean they should avoid the softer E, F, H, L, M, O, Y?

Those interested in wealth potential may want to choose A, D, E, F, G, L, J, R, W and stay away from B, C, H, K, M, N, O, T, V.

Those who would like to see their children with lots of friends may want to choose C, E, F, G, H, L, M, O, R, S, U, V.

Those who deem charm important may want to choose C, E, L, O, R, S, V, W.

Wow, no wonder there are so many name books out there.  This places a whole new significance on choosing a name for a child.  We may be revealing more about ourselves when giving our names than we think.

Your lawyer, David, issues an affidavit

April 21, 2009 by GradingGirl  
Filed under Other noteworthies, Pencils Down

Grading Girl just stumbled upon this list ~ Top 100 Mispronounced Words in the English Language

http://www.yourdictionary.com/library/mispron.html

As WebEnglishTeacher points out, one interesting point is that this list doesn’t allow for regional dialects. For example, Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II pronounces the [t] in “often,” though here in the States – and on this list – it is frowned upon. Who would argue with the person referred to in the phrase “the Queen’s English”? Still, there might be fodder for some discussion!

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