Words Matter
I love words
I remember opening a dictionary in middle school
Copying down the words and their definitions
Seeing how an adjective can become a noun
Just by changing the ending
Or how a big word can be made up of small pieces
In high school I entered the world of Latin
A dictionary expanded to a grammar
The history of words came alive
Through the prepositions and clauses
Declensions, conjugations, verbs, nouns,
And history
I learned false narratives about etymology
I learned that my teacher didn’t know everything
As I grasped concepts like subjunctive clauses
(Or remained confused with concepts like gerundives)
I flourished and swam in a sea of ancient words that have survived
I get to read the stories of those who passed long ago
I get to share my love for words
To some it might be a cool party trick
But to me it is a fire that burns in my heart
Words are a filter
Words are culture
Words are important
Important
Defined as ‘something of great worth or consequence’
The Latin literally means something of significance that is carried into a situation
We carry ourselves in our words
When we lose touch of this, we lose touch of our impact
We think our words, but we do not hear them
We use our words, but we do not feel them
I know the importance of ‘I statements’
Which is why I choose to say we
This is not something limited to me
It is something that is evolving in our generation
Especially in the context of domestic abuse
Yes. I named it.
Domestic abuse.
I said it again.
*deep breath*
It is real
Abuse means something that is misused
When we misuse our words,
We abuse the people around us
When we say whatever we feel
Without stopping to think about impact
We abuse the people around us
When we use our privilege to be apathetic about change
Nothing happens
In high school, I advanced in Latin class
I was the teacher’s pet
The star of the show
I loved it
Words made sense to me
It was very logical
I said this, it meant this every time
It was a puzzle
I finally had a puzzle that made sense
Words have always been a puzzle
“I love you”
“I am a parent”
“Listen to my words, not my tone”
Delivery is key
If the delivery misses, no one gets their package
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