My goal in raising children is to inspire the kind of love for reading which will inevitably result in spurious accusations of plagiarism by teachers with very low expectations.
"Spurious is not grade-level appropriate, Patrick." "... OK, so that would be 'specious.'"
"Spurious is not grade-level appropriate, Patrick." "... OK, so that would be 'specious.'"
https://twitter.com/ByrneHobart/status/1319472784813264896
Additional words that were supposed to be hidden in the English teacher cupboard: pseudonym (which was doubly suspicious because I pronounced it "pues dough nym", having never had occasion to hear it aloud), taciturn, baleful, and rectitude.
Not that I'm bitter or anything.
Not that I'm bitter or anything.
Several years later: The valedictorian of my high school class, immediately after the SAT, to me:
"Patrick help me: baleful."
"$NAME you're going to cure cancer someday but you would be hopeless in the Temple of Elemental Evil."
"Oh so it was C. *phew*"
(Props on perfect score)
"Patrick help me: baleful."
"$NAME you're going to cure cancer someday but you would be hopeless in the Temple of Elemental Evil."
"Oh so it was C. *phew*"
(Props on perfect score)
(I think I was about seven years old when I learned that "The gem glows with a baleful light" means "Cleric, bless the party! Thief to the front, prepare to detect traps! Wards if you've got them!")
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