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AWADmail Issue 795A Weekly Compendium of Feedback on the Words in A.Word.A.Day and Tidbits about Words and Language
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From: Anu Garg (words at wordsmith.org) Subject: Interesting stories from the Net Why Is Linguistics Such a Magnet for Dilettantes and Crackpots? Aeon Permalink In New Zealand, a Translated “Moana” Bolsters an Indigenous Language The New York Times Permalink World’s Best Bookstores CNN Permalink My Mother Speaks Through Me The New York Times Permalink From: Alfred Epple (af.epple t-online.de) Subject: Ovine The first time I came across this word in a hilarious context was in the Monty Python Sketch Flying Sheep (video, 4 min.). There was talk of “ovine aviation”. Freddy Epple, Bad Saulgau, Germany From: Judy Paul (ianpaul worldonline.co.za) Subject: Mashed potatoes On the topic of mashed potatoes or smashed potatoes, we often have offered in our restaurants crushed potatoes. These appear to be peeled and boiled potatoes, very lightly mashed, with still small lumps of potato evident. Having just googled smashed potatoes, I can’t wait to give them a go too! Judy Paul, Cape Town, South Africa From: Ensuque Louis (louisensuque orange.fr) Subject: Words that result in another word when a single letter is prefixed Well, I think I’ll enjoy this week’s theme because it’s quite a game and I love playing while learning or learning by playing. Louis Ensuque, Montpellier, France From: Charlie Cockey (czechpointcharlie gmail.com) Subject: From young uberty to... Once again, add a tin-y letter to this one, and that makes a teen-y difference, becoming puberty. Charlie Cockey, Brno, Czech Republic From: Jeremiah Reedy (reedy macalester.edu) Subject: Uberty In the discussion of “uberty” (abundance, fruitfulness) I was surprised that nothing was said about the Latin word uber which means a “woman’s breast” and also gives us “exuberant”. Agri exuberantes in Latin are “fertile fields”. Uber is cognate with English udder, but has nothing to do with German über. Jeremiah Reedy, PhD, Prof. Emeritus of Classics, Macalester College, Saint Paul, Minnesota From: Ossie Bullock (via website comments) Subject: uberty So no connection, it seems, between German über and Latin uber, but I am amused to find that the equally unconnected uberty and puberty both involve breasts. Ossie Bullock, London, UK From: Jim Scarborough (jimes hiwaay.net) Subject: Re: A.Word.A.Day--rill The moon has rilles, too. They weren’t caused by water, but rather lava flows long ago. Jim Scarborough, Cary, North Carolina From: Bob Richmond (rsrichmond gmail.com) Subject: Re: A.Word.A.Day--rill So THAT’s what a rill is. It just occurred to me that I’ve been wondering about that since 1946. For Americans, of course, that word evokes the phrase “I love thy rocks and rills, thy woods and templed hills”, sung to the tune AMERICA, more usually called My country ‘tis of thee or, of course, “God Save the Queen”. Bob Richmond, Maryville, Tennessee From: Gavin Kreuiter (kreuiter me.com) Subject: Otic I had no trouble finding at least one word that could be made by prefixing a single letter to the other words for this week, but “otic” had me baffled enough that I searched for an answer. The word “lotic” (and its companion “lentic”) were wonderful treasures to add to my word chest. Thank you! By the way, I rarely disagree with you, but must object to your equating a comparison of smashed and mashed potatoes with a comparison of apples and potatoes. The difference between the former is skin-deep (smashed includes the peel). In the case of the latter, you’re comparing apples with oranges, so to speak. Gavin Kreuiter, Johannesburg, South Africa From: Alex McCrae (ajmccrae277 gmail.com) Subject: Ovine and uberty Alex McCrae, Van Nuys, California From: Anu Garg (words at wordsmith.org) Subject: Anagrams of this week’s words
From: Anu Garg (words at wordsmith.org) Subject: limericks I’ve tried pills and I’ve tried wine. Now for ewes and lambs I pine. To get to sleep I’m counting sheep -- A soporific that’s ovine. -Vara Devaney, Damascus, Maryland (varadevaney att.net) I grew up drinking milk from a bovine. Someone said I should try moo juice ovine, but the cost was quite steepish; my reaction was sheepish. “Ewe! I’d better be drinking a fine wine.” -Zelda Dvoretzky, Haifa, Israel (zeldahaifa gmail.com) “I love wearing coats that are ovine,” Said the girl known as Sweet Adeline, But found herself loathing The wolves in sheep’s clothing Who pawed at her, acting quite asinine. -Janice Power, Cleveland, Ohio (jpower wowway.com) Her personality shows ovine Like behavior; her figure bovine. She’s not the prettiest, Nor quite the wittiest, But I love her because she is mine. -Lois Mowat, Orinda, California (loscamil aol.com) When I was invited for the weekend dine, The doc said, “Go ahead, it’s just fine. This diet isn’t so very strict, you can sometime stray a wee bit. But remember! No meat, ovine or bovine.” -Shyamal Mukherji, Mumbai, India (mukherjis hotmail.com) A beauty contestant must look fine, Of thought or opinion show no sign. Not stand up or out, Not hint at a pout. The nature that’s perfect is ovine. -Anna C. Johnston, Coarsegold, California (ajohnston13 gmail.com) I first thought the Monday word “ovine” Was going to rhyme nicely with “so keen”. That doesn’t fit POTUS, But then I took notice. It’s perfect! Rhymes just right with “asinine”. -Joe Budd Stevens, San Miguel de Allende, Mexico (joebuddstevens gmail.com) Said Mary, “My little friend ovine Has turned my name into a goldmine. I brought him to school And now all my friends drool At my house overlooking the coastline.” -Steve Benko, New York, New York (stevebenko1 gmail.com) Once a young man of some wealth Was concerned with his sexual health. Upon reaching puberty ke strove for great uberty And had to escape in great stealth. -Yehezkel Missel, Beit El, Israel (ymissel cisco.com) If children could read Martin Buber, see, They’d probably sail through their puberty. With the I and the Thou In the now, They’d know how to restrain their emotional uberty. -Phyllis Morrow, Fairbanks, Alaska (pmorrow alaska.edu) Trump’s not good at reading and lection, To the racist he offers protection, But where he can shine, Right on down the line, Is the sad art of skilled misdirection. -Tom Slakey, Santa Clara, California (tomslimericks gmail.com) As a child, I read lections in Latin before priests in their vestments of satin. Memorized, then recited, till my brain became blighted ... soon I fled to “Sin City”, Manhattan! -Brenda J. Gannam, Brooklyn, New York (gannamconsulting earthlink.net) In church the most popular lection Is Paul on love’s precious connection. But nuclear missiles Exceed the Epistles As objects of Donald’s affection. -Steve Benko, New York, New York (stevebenko1 gmail.com) Down by the old mill was a kill, Where childhood swims were a thrill. Bathing suits we would skip, As we did skinny dip. I still recall chill of the rill. -Joan Perrin, Port Jefferson Station, New York (perrinjoan aol.com) In retrospect, poor Jack and Jill need not have ascended that hill. Had they just looked around, they’d likely have found the water they sought in a rill. -Anne Thomas, Sedona, Arizona (antom earthlink.net) A traveller who looks for a holiday thrill Sensibly avoids a “popular” pill; Instead makes a choice, And even gives voice, To hike, and to hill, to lake and to rill. -Marcia Sinclair, Newmarket, Canada (marciasinclair rogers.com) His genius would flow like a rill When he sat at his desk with a quill. His sonnets and plays To this day still amaze. He’s the Bard, whom his buddies called Will. -Steve Benko, New York, New York (stevebenko1 gmail.com) He complained to the ENT About his otic malady. “There’s a buzz in my head Makes me wish I were dead-- I think in my ear there’s a bee!” -Marion Wolf, Bergenfield, New Jersey (marionewolf yahoo.com) The dancer with plié’s exotic Was challenged with symptoms quite otic. Her grand moves at the barre Brought applause near and far, But her ear tubes: somewhat stenotic. -Judith Marks-White, Westport, Connecticut (joodthmw gmail.com) Obama’s appendages otic Encompass proportions heroic. “They fill up the room,” Complains Donald with gloom, “And my tiny hands feel claustrophobic.” -Steve Benko, New York, New York (stevebenko1 gmail.com) From: Phil Graham (pgraham1946 cox.net) Subject: Buy an AWAD membership... it’s prix fixe’d Her mutter told Little Bo Peep, “Ovine all you vant, but dey’ll come home.” Minnesotans loved ‘uberty was LBJ’s VP. Lection is what Poles do if they don’t like Walesa. Like a rushing stream, this pun came to me rill quickly. Can polar bears hear outside the Otic Circle? Phil Graham, Tulsa, Oklahoma From: Marian Herndon (mr593 aol.com) Subject: The daily word I have been looking forward each weekday morning, for a couple of years at least, to your words and enjoying them soo much. I just wanted to thank you for sending them. I always forward them to my daughter, who was a Journalism graduate so we both can enjoy them and comment about the words. She enjoys sharing them with her oldest daughter, also a grad, but in the arts. I like the fact that although many are quite familiar, there are many new and interesting ones. Three generations of us look forward to seeing what you will come up with next. Marian Herndon, Fresno, California A THOUGHT FOR TODAY:
Men are often capable of greater things than they perform. They are sent
into the world with bills of credit, and seldom draw to their full extent.
-Horace Walpole, novelist and essayist (24 Sep 1717-1797)
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