I’m endeavoring to accumulate new words into my vernacular, and it’s problematic because I’m an English pedagogue. I read voraciously and always have. I utilize my didactic skills to guide students as they expand their lexicon with those hundred-dollar, SAT words.
And yet….
Occasionally a word like “anfractuous” will cross my path–my winding, curving, anfractuous path.
Today, I learned the word “puissance,” and already, I do not like it. It’s difficult to pronounce, and I cannot get a grip on it. It’s slippery. It doesn’t sound like what it means.
Moxie. Now THERE’S a word. I would much rather have moxie than puissance.
But enough of these ambling, rambling, frolicking, meandering thoughts. (Frolicking is a neat word. It takes on a “k” in its progressive form like a boss. Frolicking is a word that has moxie.)
I love words, and while adding new diction might be a challenge at this stage in my life, it’s fun. Any new words are likely to be uncommon and interesting. These words have stories, and I want to hear them.
I love new words also; as a child I read the “Increase Your Word Power” portion of The Reader’s Digest. I am with you on the way words sound vs. their meaning. Take pulchritude, for example … please!
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