To Anglicize or Not To Anglicize

To Anglicize or Not To Anglicize

This has shown up in my Facebook feed at least a dozen times in the last 48 hours. The first time I saw it, it was kind of funny.  By the tenth time it was starting to grind my gears.

As a Gaelic learner, I’ll be the first to admit that Gaelic spelling both Irish and Scottish is hard, especially if English is your first language. I try to have a sense of humor about these things but the language nerd in me sometimes gets my back up when people start sneering at Gaelic spelling. Admittedly, Gaelic names can be difficult, but I have a few issues with this particular list.

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The Blue House

The Blue House

“But I’ve only ever lived here!” T cried through stressed out eleven-year-old tears as I tried to convince her that she needed to pare down her plush Pokemon menagerie to no more than a dozen. “I don’t know how to live anywhere else.”

It’s true. We built this house when her brother was still a baby, and she was no more than an idea. Thirteen years ago, we looked around our mid-century rambler full of brand new baby gear and realized that we needed more house to accommodate our growing family. So, we packed Baby K into the car and went in search of a home we could grow into, one that would last us a long time.

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Me too

Me too

I don't consider myself a poet, but I was inspired by #MeToo campaign that I've seen on social media. When I shared the post without adding a personal story a couple of my friends commented with their stories. Then I saw quite a few of my friends sharing their stories of harassment and assault. Many of them sounded familiar. Some of them brought me to tears. The sad truth is that almost every woman I know has a story.

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Not Giving Up on Goodness

Not Giving Up on Goodness

It's Saturday afternoon, August 12th, 2017. I just spent most of Friday helping a friend work through some serious mental health issues. Then I got bombarded, as all of us did with images and stories from Charlottesville. I live just over an hour away from there. I take my daughter there for Saturday Enrichment classes, or Nerd School as she calls it. It's a great town. Between my friend and the hate being spewed in Charlottesville by Saturday afternoon, I am heartsick and furious, frustrated and fearful. I have to get out of the house.

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The Trouble with Mr. Willoughby

The Trouble with Mr. Willoughby

Hang out long enough where people are discussing Voyager, and you will almost inevitably hear from someone who is disappointed, uncomfortable or down right infuriated by the portrayal of Mr. Willoughby. His accent, behavior and obsequiousness are cartoonish, and exhibit many uncomfortable stereotypes that were certainly believed in Scotland in the 18th century when his part of the story is set, and sadly persisted well into the 20th century. Willoughby is literally a walking stereotype. And if that’s all there is to the character, then readers SHOULD be offended.  I would be.

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