Did you ever ponder why we drive on parkways and park in driveways? Well, I have. I have also pondered the general naming of pretty much anything there is out there. For example, why is a door called a door, why not a blargh? You can see my point, can't you?
What about the ponderation of words known only - or mostly - to your family, and no one else?
Ever had one of "those" moments where say, as a young adult you mention your penchant for Sprinkle Cheese, only to have your friends look at you like you have three heads???
***10 Points if you know what sprinkle cheese is?!
Or say, that moment in 7th grade math class, when you walk in and the estimation jar
(which, if you were the lucky student to guess THE amount, or be the closest to the amount, of the estimation jars contents than you won a candy bar from the teacher) is full of greebles ... and you say it out loud ... "Hey look, the estimation jar is full of greebles this week!" Only to have your classmates, including your BFF who's standing right text to you, look at you like you're C.R.A.Z.Y.!
***20 Points if you know what greebles are?! (Pronounced gree like in green, and bles like lee's with a b in front of it ... greebles.)
I'm sorry to say that I can not disclose the meaning of Schmata-V to anyone who's not been officially inducted into the club ... it's just the way it is!
It's interesting to me how things were named ... waaaaay back in the day when they were first named. How it got its name. How its name has evolved over time - if it has; and or how a name changes from one nations language to another.
It's equally interesting to me how people - families - make up names for things that are then passed down tho the next generation, and so on, so readily that the kinder don't realize it's NOT actually the real word for "that thing."
Just sayin'.
'Tis all for the moment.
