My childhood memories are few and far between. Iām not entirely sure why, just that they are. But a couple of things stand out from Primary Schooling: learning how to thread a sewing needle in Grade Four, and – even more significant – spending several weeks in Grade Five, copying down spelling rules from the board and listening intently to my teacher as she explained them, and gave us examples. I remember thinking, āThis is it! The key to getting things correct from now on! This is what I need to know!ā I was so pleased. Iād figured it all out – and I was only 10 years old.
Those lessons were so clear, so concise. āI before E except after Cā and so on. Later, in University, when I realised Iād need to teach grammar to my high school English students, oh! How I wished Iād had similar instruction in grammar!
Well, wish no more. Iāve found it. Short, easy, and – most excellent of all – a detailed study of the parts of speech. And the best bit? Itās an online textbook which my students already have access to! So Iām kinda mandated to teach from it, so the parents get their moneyās worth. Cool, huh?
So here I am, week by week, learning about classifying adjectives and participles, gerunds and articles, so I can teach them with some authorityā¦ and Iām loving it! Finally, something in the world makes sense again!
Now I know youāre all thinking: well, sure. āI comes before E except after Cā, exceptā¦
ā¦ except when your foreign neighbour Keith leisurely receives eight counterfeit beige sleighs from feisty caffeinated atheist weightlifters. Weird.
ā¦ unless the efficient concierge of the priciest Ancient Glacier Hacienda serves a society of proficient scientists studying a species with insufficient consciences leading to racier piracies. Lunacies.
ā¦ unless you leisurely deceive eight feisty caffeinated foreign heirs to forfeit their heinous sovereign conceits, and (of course)
— unless youāre an eight-year-old planning a heist to seize a surveillance sleigh owned by a sheik at a reindeer farm. [@jjhartinger]
So yes, I agree: there are many exceptions to spelling rules. And little KRidwyn wasnāt to know that the dozen or so spelling rules I was taught in Grade Five werenāt the be-all and end-all to life. That disappointment came later.
So until this crushing disappointment arrived, I was happy in the knowledge that regarding the correct spelling of all words, there was boundary line there; that I knew where it was; and the learnings I’d been taught fit nicely and neatly inside that area. It was good, life was good, and the world made sense.
It was only afterwards I realised exceptions existed. “I comes before E except after C” oftenā¦ but not always. There were limits to what I’d been taught. The learning was adequate, but it didn’t cover all possibilities, all potential situations. There was more learning there which I needed to know.
Aside: according to Kris Spisak:
At the moment, Iām sitting in a similar ‘sweet spot’ regarding the online grammar program I’m teaching my students. I donāt yet know its limitations; it seems comprehensive enough, and thatās just hunky-dory by me. If I donāt know it, I donāt miss itā¦ until my horizons expand again, either willingly or unwillingly. But at the moment, Iām happy – and thatās enough for me!
Have a happy day yourself, dear Reader!
– KRidwyn
And I’m enjoying learning LOTS. Last time I queried (years ago now) it was *way* too early. Now I’m feeling a lot more ready, but I’ve revised my query letter twice, my biography about five times, and I’m not even going to mention the numbers of times I’ve reworded my answers to the ‘target audience’ and ‘similar works’ questions! Hence the spinning hamster wheel. Am I doing this right? Should I be writing this? Or this? Or even… this?
Yup, thatās me! Third on the list of āTop Contributorsā for the conference I attended, the last two days. #NESB2021 – the National Educators Summit, Brisbane, 2021 – was absolutely brilliant, and helped me get my tweeting mojo back again, something I secretly hoped for. 
