It’s the end of the Spring semester and time for me to leave UTA. I thought I’d leave by sharing this wonderful anecdote about phonemes, morphemes and plain old sound-it-out fun.
This evening, as I basked in not having to work on any assignments, my husband and I were spending our time browsing the web and listening to the news.
All of a sudden, my husband asks, “What is hypocrites?” I was a little surprised, because I know English is his second language, but he has a very good handle on usage and vocabulary. I thought he knew what a hypocrite is, because I briefly remembered that word being used in our marriage before.
“A hypocrite?” I asked in surprise.
“Hmm, that sounds like someone who just doesn’t know how to spell hypocrite. It’s h-y-p…”
“It says, ‘Hypocrites used honey in many different ways.'”
I burst out with sudden enlightenment. “Oh! Hippocrates, the Greek physician!”
The beauty of language never ceases to amaze me.