On a monotonous Friday afternoon , my family and I sat at the table, having lunch. Each of us, quite absorbed in our food were startled to hear the clear, confident voice of my baby sister, “Can someone please pass me the little green watermelon?” Laughter erupted because it isn’t watermelon season and also because we were dumbfounded at her request. Sensing our befuddlement she crawled onto the table cloth and retrieved a half sliced acetose lemon. It wasn’t the continuous howls of audible amusement that held me but rather the look of absolute contentment on my sister’s face as she squeezed her oozy succulent green watermelon.
Sifting through my childhood vocabulary, I was greeted with a vibrant kaleidoscope of words. Now I turn to Oxford whenever the need for a synonym arises. Why don’t I just string along phrases as I used to when I was five? What changed? Was it me? Was it my education? Though it did succeed in educating me, did it rob me of my prismatic childlike mind? In that case was my education successful if it hindered my jazzy imagination?
Education avails in the creation of intellectual individuals well equipped to brace the big bad world. However it negates the razzle-dazzle of a fresh cognizance. We’re told to colour the sky blue and the grass green, that flowers are red and then biology brings to reality the realization that our heart are not the traditional shape. I don’t know about you but I was surviving in bliss ignorance be believing that my heart was shaped like this ♥.
Shakespeare introduced over 1700 words like: ‘assassination’ ; ‘zany’ ; ‘tranquil’ ; ‘madcap’; ‘blanket’ even ‘swagger’ and today he’s considered one of the greatest literary geniuses, even if he was on marijuana 😐
Why do we accept that a rake is called a ‘rake’ why not refer to it as the “lawn’s hairdresser” or better yet “dad’s excuse for not hiring a gardner.” Why is a guitar, labelled a guitar and not an ‘instrument of mass seduction’? Why is a teacher a ‘teacher’ and not an ‘educator of tomorrow’s greatness’? What’s the point of unlimited internet access if we put barriars on the real key to knowledge -our minds?
Why do we change a word because spell check declares it to be incorrect (granted our generation’s spelling is appalling but who’s to say that the device contains the entire mass of the dictionary?) Every time I type ‘lollapalooza’ I’m told that it’s erroneous but that’s amiss. It’s a perfectly valid expression. Beyonce recently added ‘Bootylicious’ to the world dictionary, if she can get away with such, why can’t we?
There is no fixed way of doing or saying something, so then why are we slaves to the limitations of authority. Shake awake the sleeping recesses of your infant mind and bring to life the creativity YOU posses.
_Quixotic Novelist