English is weird

I don’t mean English people… although there’s that, too… 🙃 ❤

I mean the language.

Did you know I moved to Canada at age 11 without knowing a single word of English?

My siblings and I had to learn the language by going to school and just figuring it out. I was in grade 6. It was hard.

But along the way I was given some ESL (English as a Second Language) tutoring. The teacher’s name was Mrs. Sutherland, and she taught us some of the main rules to abide by.

Today when I see rules about English grammar or spelling I instinctively know there will be exceptions to most of the rules.  Like this one:

i before e

Except when your foreign neighbour Keith

received eight counterfeit beige sleighs

from feisty caffeinated weightlifters.


Anyway. I’ve been up since 4 am. It’s almost 8 now. Is that too early to go to bed? Maybe I’ll stay up until 9…

PS my comments were deactivated on my 4 am post this morning about Elusive Sleep. I don’t know what it is with WordPress lately. They are on the naughty list. Someone alert Santa… 🙂