My failure

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The bookseller gave me a look. You know, the ‘you’re a failure at everything if you don’t understand grammar’ look.

I’m going to make a confession here. I bought a book on basic English grammar last night. Why? For two reasons.

1) Now that I’m writing more seriously, I need to be able to know the ins and outs of grammar, from the basic to the complex if I want to improve.

2) A kid at the school I’m working at at the moment came up and asked me what a verb was, and I had NO IDEA.

Wow, that’s embarrassing. I fail at grammar. For all these years I’ve been getting on by my instincts and thinking that I’m doing all right, until some kid comes up to me and asks for the meaning of one of the most basic grammatical words. I told him that a dinosaur was chasing him, then I hid under a table and cried out of shame. A writer who doesn’t know grammar. What is the world coming to?

Now you grammar aficionados may be reading this post and cringing at all the errors, but I’m doing the best I can. I’m going to take the easy route and blame my teachers for not forcing me to learn more about linguistics. And then I’m going to pick up this book and learn for myself, because that’s the kind of go-getter I am.

So much grammar fails.