Thursday, June 21, 2012
Me Versing the World
My youngest was quick to greet me when I came home from work. Usually the dog greets me first, but today my Cub Scout was ready to tell me about his day. It turns out that for Cubs they played Ultimate Frisbee. The men in our family have been known to throw a mean frisbee, so he needed to let me know how it went.
Dad! We played Ultimate today at Cub Scouts!
Fun, how did it go?
Really good. There were five kids and two leaders, so we versed the leaders and won.
(I tried to minimize a visible flinch when he used the word "versed".)
That sounds like fun!
It was, and after we versed the leaders, One of the grownups and I versed all the rest of the kids. We won that too.
Great. I'm glad you had a good time. (My ears were now ringing, and my head was already starting to hurt.)
How could such offensive things come out of the mouth of such a sweet boy? Now I don't consider myself a master of the English language, but I do love language. I enjoy playing with it, and appreciate those who possess the skills to use it well. Because of that, and the fact that I don't want my children growing up to sound like idiots, I knew I that something needed to be done. It was up to me.
A few minutes later, I attempted to broach the subject. I wasn't too worried, because this FOML is smart, and a good reader and writer. This should be easy.
Hey buddy - You know when you said you "versed" some boys today?
Did you know that "verse" isn't a verb?
So what am I supposed to say when I'm versing somebody?
Well, you aren't "versing" anybody, you are playing against them.
But in basketball it's the Heat verse the Thunder.
Nope - it's the Heat "versus" the Thunder.
That's what I'm saying!
No, you are saying verse. I'm saying versus.
So it's supposed to be plural?
And that was precise moment I lost my resolve.
In the ongoing battle of MMM vs. the Destruction of the English Language, I'm getting schooled.