Sunday, April 28, 2024

The Power of Vocabulary

Through the years, I've discovered that a vast vocabulary is key to developing your interpersonal and communication skills. These skills are crucial. in my opinion, to succeeding in the real world. Having a wide variety of words in your arsenal cannot be underestimated. 

When I was young, I was really intimidated by highly intelligent people. They would often use words that I had never heard. And sometimes, even if I had heard the word, I had no idea what it meant. I still remember one particular incident. I had just started my first field service job. During a conversation with my customer, I inserted a lame bit of humor. The customer gave me a bewildered look and asked, "Are you being facetious?"

Of course, I had heard the word "facetious" before and I thought I knew what it meant. But I wasn't confident enough to be sure. So, falling on my sword, I responded, "No, I'm only joking with you."

That brought an even more bewildered look from the guy. I immediately knew that my verbal gamble was a total bust. I immediately left the site and drove to a local bookstore and bought a pocket dictionary. From that day on, I made it point to make a list of any "strange" words that I encountered. These words would be looked up later. I then reenforced my understanding by using the word at the next opportunity. I would sometimes use the new word in the wrong context which is even more embarrassing that not knowing the basic definition. But sometimes you have to take two steps back before you can move forward.

A simple word used in the appropriate context is quite powerful...

One of my favorite all-time movies is "The Big Lebowski". The main character (The Dude) is a pot-smoking, White Russian swigging, part-time bowler. But when he says, "The aggression will not stand, man", it resonates with the audience. If this type of thing can make "The Dude" sound more sophisticated, just imagine what it can do for you.

Since we're talking about vocabulary, I have to make an unflattering confession here. I have always had a serious problem with profanity. One of my ultimate goals has always been to substitute a more appropriate adjective any time I feel the urge to blurt out my beloved f-word. I haven't had a whole lot of success in this area. The struggle is real. Tina has reprimanded me on countless occasions. She'll ask, "Do you really have to curse so much?"

"'No, but here I am killing it", I'll reply.

I know it's an issue that I should really put a little more effort into fixing. But when I'm in the heat of a passionate discussion, it sometimes seems a little more impactful to throw in a f-bomb. Let me give you an example. If I say "He's out of his mind", you might think about it for a moment and then quickly forget about it. But if I say, "He's out of his f*cking mind", I've now got your full attention. You instantly feel engaged and want to hear more. Perhaps sad, but definitely true.

Ok, I think I'm digressing a bit...

Whenever I start an article, I look at the blank page the same way an artist might view a blank canvas. While the artist might use a variety of colors and carefully placed lines and curves to bring his image to life, I try to "paint" my page with strategically placed words to invoke an emotion from the reader. The same thing applies to public speaking. If you use the right words at the right time, it can really have a lasting effect on people.

This whole piece was sparked by my "Word of the Day" (Yes, that's right, I subscribe to Marriam-Webster's "Word of the Day" email). Today's word happened to be ken. Up until this morning, I had no idea that it was a word. All of these years, I thought it was just a name that was given to special people. But yes, ken is actually a word which is defined as "the range of perception, understanding and knowledge". And I can't wait to start using this one! 

I have a shirt that says, "People say that I'm condescending (That means that I talk down to people)". I think I'll parlay this same type of sarcasm (or facetiousness) with my new word. The next time I find myself in a frustrating debate, I might say something like, "You clearly don't have the ken to have this conversation with me."

Now, go out and learn a new word today!

kw



Sunday, April 7, 2024

Mom Turns 80

I was still in high school when my Mom was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. We really didn't understand what it meant. And we had no idea of the impact that it would have on her in the subsequent years.

As time moved on, my Mom's health continued to decline. She was progressively robbed of her overall mobility. In the initial stages, she used a walker to help guide her along. A few years later, she relied on a battery-operated scooter to move around. We used to joke with her about her "driving skills" as she occasionally took a corner too sharp and gouged the sheetrock or wood molding. It would drive my Dad nuts! At the first sound of impact, he would pop out of his La-Z-Boy recliner and say, "God dammit, Linda! Watch where you're going! I just fixed that wall last week!"

While we tried to keep things light and positive, we knew the seriousness of Mom's bumpy road. She eventually wound up in a electric wheelchair that she controlled with a small joystick. Within a few years, she was no longer able to drive the chair herself. Her mobility now relied on someone else pushing her wheelchair. Sadly, today she is pretty much confined to her bed.

And last year, she starting losing her ability to swallow. So a feeding tube was inserted. Eating, one of the most basic joys in life, was cruelly snatched away. The blows just never seem to stop coming.

The most amazing thing through all of this is that my Mom never gave up hope. And she never complained. Not matter how bad things got, she always viewed it as a temporary setback and believed that tomorrow would be a better day. I found it inspiring and did my best to channel her positive energy into my own life. There were times when I would find myself in a bad spot. Like most of us, my first inclination was to feel sorry for myself. But I would always look at my Mom's way of handling adversity and I would instantly see things differently. After all, whatever I was going through at the time could not even remotely compare to what my Mom was going through. 

I never quite understood cliches like "everything happens for a reason". But if there are two things that I took from my Mom's dire situation, they are: #1. Don't waste time feeling sorry for yourself. It serves no purpose. Get your ass together and start looking for a solution. #2. Don't ever give up!

Admittedly, my Mom's outlook noticeably changed after my Dad's passing in 2016. But she still somehow finds hope with each new day.

Today, my Mom celebrated her 80th birthday. With Roy Orbison streaming from a Bluetooth speaker and her grandkids running rampant, I saw her smile for the first time in a long time.

Mom had a good day today. And that makes me smile....

kw