One of the most hated events of my early school daze..., er, days, was having to write spellin' words ten times each. I couldn't figure out why the teacher believed spelling a word ten times in a row would make me get it right. After all, if I couldn't spell the word right the first time, what made her think I'd get it right the other nine times?
Had I a choice, I would rather have written a sentence using the word than to write the same word ten times. You take twenty spellin' words written ten times each and that's a couple thousand words! By the time I was finished my hands were..., 'scuse me? It ain't a thousand words? Oh... Well, shuckin's! I hated math, too!
