As Best As I Remember: A large is a large

When I was in the ninth grade, my English teacher, Mr. Hill, corrected me for using a word improperly in a written assignment.I don’t remember what the word was, but I remember the correction. It wasn’t necessarily a wrong word. It just wasn’t the proper word to use in that particular situation.Mr. Hill was a good teacher, and he was doing his job. Funny thing is, more than fifty years later, I can’t remember the word, but I haven’t forgotten the lesson.I’ve thought about that occasionally over the years, especially when I hear people using words that make perfectly good sense to them and absolutely none to me.Take Starbucks, for example.Somewhere along the way, the folks at Starbucks developed their own language.

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