Ten Grammar Tips

Back in the '50s, when I attended St. Theresa's grade school in Hellertown, I was a bad ass. One of my readers can confirm this because he and I both spent many afternoons, after school, writing out punishments for our disruptive behavior. In fact, he invented a device that combined three pencils and triplicated whatever punishment we had to write 100 times.

Very cool.

When I finally escaped the clutches of the nuns at St. Theresa's for a different Order of nuns and brothers at Becahi, I discovered I had learned absolutely no grammar. We were all given some kind of diagnostic test, and my score was a 26.

One of the sisters sadly suggested that I needed tutoring.

Unfortunately for me, my Aunt Mamie was an ex-nun, and she made it her life's ambition to drill it into me every Saturday morning. On top of that, I learned grammar when I studied French. So although I still make errors, and have no real understanding, my grammar is at least average.

Another of my readers has sent me some grammar tips, which I'm posting here. It's short and sweet.