I've never seen a myrmidon
I never hope to see one.
But I can tell you anyhow
I'd rather see than be one!
p.s. This exercise (but not the word!) reminds me of my father, whose birthday it is today. He would pick a vocabulary word (out of a 1000-word box we kept handy) and post it at work. He "required" his apprentices (? interns? I hesitate to call them myrmidons...) to use the word appropriately in a sentence sometime during the day. He also liked it when we did that... and it became our habit to ask him what the "word of the day" was and talk about it a bit, at dinner? breakfast? (My memory is so fuzzy -- maybe one of my brothers can help me out here... I wish we could recreate some of these long ago moments...) Anyway, Dad loved words (as does my mom) and it appears this love of words is shared by his grandson -- and Dad would have relished this new exercise instituted by Z!
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As was harped on in The Hostory Boys, "he loved words." (That comment needs to be said using a stuffy British accent. For extra credit, you should use the same accent to say, "I detest American television.")
The History Boys even...
I believe the rule was we had to use the word-of-the-day in a sentence three times during the day. I've actually been trying to find one of these boxes of vocabulary cards -- seems they don't make them anymore. Either that, or they're very hard to find, alas.
I wish I could have met Grandpa.
Honey, he would have loved you so much! And all your family. One of these days we (my brothers and I and others who knew him) ought to write down some stories about him. Then you would get to know him a little better.
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