Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Why I Feel Sorry for Modern Kids

I feel sorry for modern kids. Or should I say kydz? Today’s parents either don’t know how to spell, or they’re trying to be cute.
Not long ago, David was always D-A-V-I-D. Little Davey didn’t need to spell his name to the librarian, his Sunday school teacher, or the softball coach. Now he totes flashcards and wears a name tag day and night. It might be Dayvid, Davidde, or Daivihd. Same with a perfectly decent name like Mary. Her flashcards could read anything from Mahree to Mayrie to Mairey.
I cringe to think where this generation of creative spellers is leading us. Imagine a family singing together on a road trip. Sister starts, “There was a farmer had a dog and Bingo was his name-o, B-I-N-G-O...”
Brother interrupts, “That’s not right. Kevin has a dog named Bingo and they spell it B-E-E-N-G-O-U-G-H.” Family bonding takes a huge step backwards.
Or what about Sunday school songs? The leader steps to the podium and charges into, “The B-I-B-L-E, yes that’s the book for me…” when a redheaded girl in the front row corrects him.
“We don’t spell it that way anymore,” she says. “We use the new spelling: B-Y-E-B-I-L-L.” He stumbles off the stage, his hopes for a shining career as a song leader dashed.
I know, I know. Embrace progress, move forward, don’t dwell on the past, change is good, etc. I agree. But please don’t tell me I’m going to turn on the T.V. one day and hear “M-I-K-K-E-E  M-O-W-H-S!”  
 (Drawings copyright Ron Levellie)
Do you have an unusual name? How about your kids?  
The above story is a chapter from my second book published by Elk Lake Publishing,  


  1. Hehehe...

    I am not sure I can complain about this. I changed the spelling of my name when I was in the 6th grade because Little Orphan Annie's dog was named Sandy.

    1. Sandi: What you did is vasty different, since you only changed one letter of your name! In this tongue-in-cheek story, I was referring to names that a person MUST spell, or no one knows what on earth it is! Your moniker is cute and perky, and your reason for changing it was valid. --Grace, Jen

  2. When I give my name to someone over the phone or at a business. The first words I hear is, "How do you spell it?" Or "Would you it for me?" I was born in a Catholic hospital. My mother asked a nun how to spell it. The nun told her there were two ways. C-e-c i-l-i-a, if a family was of the Roman Catholic faith or C-e-c-e-l-i-a, if a family was not of the Catholic faith. My mother was raised Presbyterian.


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