I know I’m not the best speller in the world. I’m usually not even the best speller in a room filled with 2 year-olds. But I do know that spelling is important. So, I’m going to reblog a post from some weirdo I usually read. Spoiler alert, it’s me.
Oh, the joy of spelling.
To be honest, I’m not the best speller in the world. This will not come as a surprise to anyone who knows me. It’s why I think that the greatest invention in the world was the spell-checker.
But The-Youngest doesn’t have the luxury of using that, yet. He has to learn to spell the old-fashioned way.
No, ‘not sound it out’ – whoever gave that advice has not read or listened to the English language… spell knight. Sound it out. Nite. No one would ever guess it has a silent k and let’s not even get started on the whole ‘gh’ complexities. Instead, he has to memorize. The REAL old-fashioned way.
But, after getting a 13/18, I decided it was time for me to help out. Kind of like how Hitler helped out Poland, but whatever, I was fully engaged in helping him learn to spell.
Here are the words we had. Amazingly enough, he didn’t actually have to know what they mean. At least he said he didn’t (but then he said the teacher allowed them to eat all the candy they wanted.) So I also decided to use them in a sentence, to, you know, help him understand the words better.
Also. You also have to know how to spell lots of words after also. A-l-s-o.
Him: “I don’t like where this is going.”
Bought. I bought a new game and no one can play it but me. B-o-u-g-h-t.
Him: “What? What game? That’s not fair!”
Cough. You have a bad cough, but that doesn’t mean you get to stay home and play video games all day long. C-o-u-g-h.
Him: “I have a cough now, can I miss the spelling test?”
Almost. You almost had me fooled when you said you ate all your lunch, but you left the apple behind as evidence that you did not. A-l-m-o-s-t.
False – True or false, you like girls now? F-a-l-s-e.
Him: “False, Joe, False!!!!”
Officer – Officer, I wasn’t speeding, I was checking to see if my speedometer worked past 140kph. O-f-f-i-c-e-r.
Him: “What’s a speedometer?”
I can’t drive 65!
Speedometer. Used to measure speed, but it’s not on the spelling test.
Soft – You hate your eggs when they are soft and runny. S-o-f-t.
Stalk – You once ate a stalk of broccoli and threw up on the dog. S-t-a-l-k.
Him: “No I didn’t! It was squash!”
Halt – Before you walk into traffic, halt and have a look around or your mom will never, ever let you walk to school by yourself. H-a-l-t.
Faucet – Joe, turn off the faucet for the love of God, we don’t want to waste water. F-a-u-c-e-t.
Him: “I hear that a lot, Joe.”
Me: “I know.”
I want to believe
Saucer – Look up in the sky, Mulder, it’s a flying saucer. S-a-u-c-e-r.
Him: “Who’s Mulder?”
Caution – You better use caution when you think it may be a good idea to eat your weight in candy. C-a-u-t-i-o-n.
Him: “Hmmm. Joe, could I actually eat my weight in candy?”
Lawyer – Remember to always ask for a lawyer when you’re arrested. L-a-w-y-e-r.
Him: “Will I ever need a lawyer?”
Me: “You’ll have one on speed dial.”
Awesome – It’ll be awesome when you get 18/18 on the spelling test. A-w-e-s-o-m-e.
Him: Joe, did you know I AM pretty awesome most of the time?”
Me: “Yes. Yes, I did.”
Stall – When you park in a handicap stall without a handicap sticker, you’re a douche-bag. S-t-a-l-l.
Him: “Joe, did you just use a bad word?”
Me: “Handicap is not a bad word.”
Him: “That’s not the one I’m talking about.”
Crawl – When you’re too drunk to walk, you can always crawl upstairs to bed. C-r-a-w-l.
Him: “Joe, is this something you’ve done?”
Me: “Uhm, err, no.”
Awful – That dirt you ate because someone dared you to tasted awful, didn’t it? A-w-f-u-l.
Him: “Dirt does taste awful.”
Is stinky bad?
Me: “Thus speaketh the voice of experience.”
Because – Take a shower just because you’re stinky. B-e-c-a-u-s-e.
After we reviewed the words, it was time to practice for realzies. We took out a bag of M&Ms. We emptied them on the table. For every one he got right, he got one. For every one he got wrong, I got one.
After the first run through, I had eaten 8.
This could be the best game ever!
After the 2nd try, I had 4. For me, this was not going in a good direction, but at least he was beginning to nail the word ‘caution’.
The hardest word turned out to be faucet. I mean, look at cough. Why not spell it ghousit? I got to eat about 10 more candies before he finally got that last one consistently right .
But he was ready for the test.
And, on Friday, he got 18/18.
Awesome. A-W-E-S-O-M-E. Awesome.
He got to eat a whole bag of M&Ms by himself.