Read it and weep

I love how one can play with words. They are just so powerful - able to invoke laughter, tears and a myriad of other emotions. And even when one doesn't know what one's doing they can still be funny. Like these sentences from some of my students' spelling tests: 

"I have something in my nose. I guess I have a nuzzle problem".  (Too true – it’s just so inappropriate to nuzzle while you have something up your nose!)

"I am limping because my uncle is sore". (That’s so sweet of you ... sounds like you have strong sympathy for your debilitated uncle. How’s your ankle doing, if I may ask?)

"I was nuzzling the English test".  (That’s just plain weird. But I’m sure the English test enjoyed the attention).

"She nullified her doctor’s appointment because she didn’t want to take her teeth out yet". (I don’t blame her – after all, why go all the way to the doctor if you can just take your teeth out at home?)

"They are going to harangue the picture until it looks better". (Arrange or enhance, perhaps? If I were the picture I would also try to look better as quickly as possible for fear of all the haranguing.)

"The woman’s hair was bellowing so gracefully that my heart skipped a beat".  (That’s some attractively loud hair you’ve got there Miss Jones... It has a kind of agitated-bovine-feel to it, and yet ... at the same time ... very svelte.)

"Mr Robin was a harbinger of haranguing to the Grade 8s". (Wow! That sounds serious. I'd invest in some ear plugs if I were in Grade 8.)

"Mr Robin has a large, rounded girth, which is why he wears loose clothes".  (Oh no, she found me out. And there I thought I was being subtle about my clothing choice.)

Oh, the first ones I posted, almost a month ago, are at my blog post "I try to take one day at a time..."