Monthly Archives: September 2015

Shivery

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sailboat The collective noun for a group of sharks is not a school, but a shiver.

A shiver of sharks.

Take a moment to appreciate that awesome alliteration.

It’s like the lingual love-child of Edgar Allan Poe and Jacques Cousteau.

(=A=)

They had anchored their sailboat early that afternoon, planning to stay offshore overnight – just the two of them cradled by bent wood and the sea.

She was swimming off the port side when she felt, rather than saw, something approaching beneath the surface of the water.

Stay calm, she thought, swimming for the ladder.

Safely aboard, they watched the fins circling.

Image Copyright: cameris / 123RF Stock Photo

It’s PEER not PI-ERRE

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Pencil Case

I learned the state capitals from a pencil case. It was deep cherry red, with the map of the United States outlined in raised white lines, two windows on the sides, and wheels to adjust the text appearing within. Change the capital, and the state would flip, and vice versa.

I remember reading the combinations: Albany, New York; Dover, Delaware.

(My mother used to sing the song “What Did Della Ware?”)

Harrisburg, Pennsylvania; Nashville, Tennessee; Pierre, South Dakota.

I found it very jarring when I moved to South Dakota to be with Fuzzy, and learned the locals pronounce it “Peer.”

Prompt: Pencil Case / Source @SSMindSchool