I have a pet peeve.
I know! A pet peeve!
I was thinking about this pet peeve of mine just a few days ago, wondering how in the world I got this way.
The peeve? Mispronunciation. I am a correct pronunciation policing fiend!!
Once, when I was in 7th grade or so, a classmate had pronounced Caribbean, CARE-ih-BE-an. Well just recently I had heard an adult pronounce it Cah-RIB-e-an. Since an adult pronounced it that way, I rationalized in my 13 year old mind, that must be the way to pronounce it. Eager to show off how much I knew, I butted in and said, "I used to pronounce it that way, but I now pronounce it [the new way]." The teacher very politely but firmly told me that particular word could be pronounced either way. Needless to say, I did not learn my lesson. I was neither humbled nor deterred.
Fast forward several years and here I am, still cringing when I hear a mispronunciation. I no longer correct people on their pronunciation.
Well not all the time, only when it's a major gaffe.
As I was pondering this particular quirk of mine, I wondered just where in the world I got it from.
Today, everyone stayed at K&M's for lunch. As we were eating, I was describing my newest Bountiful Baskets order. I added that I had gotten 2 Jicamas this time, pronouncing it the way it looks.
I finally learned where I had gotten this little quirk from. My sweet mother informed me that it was pronounced HEE-cuh-ma. She even wondered how I could have gotten it wrong as it was Spanish and I happen to love that particular language.
Wish it was my second tongue, love it! But that's for another time and another place.
I had no idea what in the world a Jicama was, nor where it came from, I cried in my defense, again mispronouncing it, this time putting the emphasis on the "-ca." Again I was corrected. By this time the whole room was engulfed in hilarity at my faux pas. Here I was, Pronunciation Queen, being told again and again how to pronounce something!
I learned something today, what is family good for if not to pass on their quirks and use them against you. :D
I love you, Mom. Happy Mother's Day! And if I have many quirks and, consequently, many complexes, I blame you! :D