English,
anyone?
Reading today’s newspaper reminds me of something English
teachers of mine, not sure which, (could have been more than one or two) reminded
their classes from time to time. The
line in my AikenStandard read: “Aiken High School had 7 face-to-face student
cases and less than 5 employee cases.”
Similar items were reported for all area schools with the same
questionable wording (questionable to me and my English teachers, for sure!)
What would have been considered proper when I passed through
Aiken High School would have been “Aiken High School had 7 face-to-face
student cases and fewer than 5
employee cases.”
The reason given by my English teachers was when you are
discussing something that may be counted (in this case the number of employee
cases) the correct wording would be greater than or fewer than. If, though, your reference was to something
that required a quantity designation, something that was not countable, like an
amount of milk, the correct designation would be more than (amount) and less
than (amount.)
Don’t ask me why the difference, I just remember there was a
difference.
I guess memories like this might explain why my College,
Georgia Tech, allowed me to exempt all their English courses. My thinking here is that they thought their
courses would not add to my mastery of the subject, something that my English
grades and my SAT numbers supported.
Fortunately, those exempted courses were added into my grade point ratio
as “A’s,” something that allowed me to stay in the college a bit longer than I
did, initially, since I seem to have majored in Wesley Foundation much more
than the Chemical Engineering that was officially my designation, and my
overall grade point ratio would have reflected this quite quickly with a note
from the regents to me saying I needed to find something else to do with my
time than attend their classes.
It took a stint in the Air Force, to include Vietnam (anyone
remember TET of ’68? I certainly do,) to
bring me to my academic senses allowing me to do Deans List work on return to
my Academic leanings. 11 years was a bit
long to get that BS, most will admit, but that was what it took me.
Which says a good bit about my stick-to-itive inclinations if
not much about my academic abilities.
The diploma is at the end of our hallway above a small bookcase. Each to his own, I guess, or chaqun a son
gout, as Mrs. Butler would have said.
(One day, hopefully, I will try to find an alphabet to use that
includes those diacritical markings.
Just not today!)
I really hate that program (wherever it came from) that changes words in my typing. It is a useless program, unless you like incorrect replacement words. Stupid programmers. Stupid me, too, for not rereading my work several times to try to catch the stupidities.
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