Last night, while watching the ABC World News, David Muir mentioned an upcoming story about the world's greatest obit. I thought to myself, 'obit...what's an obit...' and naturally, I stayed tuned and waited for this segment. In a few short moments, I learned obit was the shortened version for obituary.
Really? Is there so much news to share within thirty minutes, that even an educated journalist/public speaker needs to use the same 'shorthand english language' as a high school student? Have we evolved into such egocentric citizens as to think that no one is worth one hundred percent of our time to have a complete conversation?
Can we have a day where no one can say app? Just one day when it's illegal to say BTW or BFF? Can I be so forward as to ask that everyone, for just one day, check their email for spelling mistakes before they send it? Please, let me think your message to me is worth your time :-)
I recently completed a novel, 'Grandpa's Grapevine'. The main characters are Grandpa Frank and Elizabeth. In the story, Elizabeth talks about her love and admiration for her Grandpa Frank, because he was always there to listen and provide guidance. Life moved a little slower when you were with Grandpa Frank and everyone he spoke with felt special.
What do your written and oral words say about you?
I love this idea, Linda! Like you, I double check my messages for grammar and punctuation errors; I put capital letters where they belong; I end sentences with a proper period; and, when I send text messages to family, I write out "I love you." Pick a day! I'll support you!
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