When you think about it, English is an extremely weird language. I mean, there’s no pine in pineapples, or apples, either. Boxing rings are square. If the plural of brother is brethren, why isn’t the plural of mother methren? You recite at a play, but play at a recital. A house can burn up as it burns down.
I’m a writer. I like words a lot, weird or not. Hey, look, I rhymed! Here are some of my favorites:
Nelipot: one who walks barefoot. I am definitely a nelipot.
Pusillanimous: showing a lack of courage or determination; timid
Bimble: to walk or travel at a leisurely pace
Bumbershoot: an umbrella. I discovered this one on dystopian author Nadine Brandes’ website.
They don’t have to be English words, either. Check these out:
L’esprit de l’escalier (French): translated as “staircase wit”, the act of thinking of a clever comeback when it’s too late to deliver it. Also defined as the feeling you get when you leave a conversation and think of all the things you should have said.
Tingo (Pascuense language of Easter Island): to borrow objects one by one from a neighbor’s house until there is nothing left in it. Has this ever even happened?
And my all-time favorite random word:
Sgriob (Gaelic): the itchiness that overcomes the upper lip just before taking a sip of whiskey. I didn’t even know that was a thing, let alone that there’s a word for it.
Your turn now—what are your favorite words?