V is for Vocabulary
Even though they were very wise, the owls had a limited vocabulary.
I often walk into the living room these days and find my father with the dictionary in his lap.
He still does word puzzles — the daily Jumble and crossword — every day, although he comments often that they’re making them harder.
He needs help with them — sometimes (often) by asking me or anyone in the room, and sometimes by trying to look words up in the dictionary.
As a kid, I can remember asking how to spell a word, and he would say, “Look it up in the dictionary.” Of course, that didn’t make total sense to me because I needed to know how to spell it to look it up. Somehow it worked though.
Dictionaries have always been important to my father.
When he left for college, he was given a dictionary that he still has today. It’s tattered and worn and not the dictionary I find on his lap.
He gave me a dictionary when I went to college. I still have it.
I gave one of my sons a dictionary when he went to college — not an electronic one, but a heavy hardcover one, where he could feel the weight of all those words.
Dictionaries were a fertilizer that fed my roots.
Having a good vocabulary is a gift from my parents, one for which I am continually thankful.
Teacher from A Boy Who Wants a Dinosaur by Hiawyn Oram and Satoshi Kitamura
Fence from Catch Me, Catch Me! A Thomas the Tank Engine Story illustrated by Owain Bell
Owls from Mother Goose Treasury, 2009 Publications International — it has a long list of illustrators and I don’t know which one did the owls