*Loud and unhappy whimpering at the prospect of diagramming sentences tomorrow.
You should have been there when our Language Art teacher told us to turn to the page that had the start of the unit for diagramming sentences. So many simultaneous groans of misery. So many.
And now we have a test. Yayyyyyyyy.
Spring has decided its time has come where I live in a very dramatic fashion. I don't like it.
Kick'n'Run, I realize I'm siding with the oppressors here, but I liked diagramming sentences.
I still do it sometimes to help remember what verb form to use (since I like big, unwieldy compound sentences that ramble all over the place). I think of it as like a flow chart, or Visual Basic programming.
I'm a little surprised that U.S. students still learn diagramming. But wait, don't you go to a Catholic school? You may like this book,
Sister Bernadette's Barking Dog: The Quirky History and Lost Art of Diagramming Sentences. Good luck with that! (I'm sure you'll do great.)
On a separate note, why don't you like springtime? I went to college in New England and I was always
so glad when the snow finally melted, the mud dried up, and the flowers came out (especially the lilacs and apple blossoms). Do you have bad allergies?