At three, many children are still enlightened, and he was one of them. One day Cassie and I took him to the Columbus Zoo, which is very nice indeed, though it has no jumping pigs. I think, looking back, that he was finding it all very bright and confusing. They live in the country and at that time had two St. Bernard dogs. Was he supposed to be impressed by a mangy-looking wolf that just laid there in the shade? But even little kids try to please you, and he trundled around with us.
When he got home, his Dad asked him, the way grown-ups do, "What did you see at the zoo?" Otto was glad to comply.
"There was this big pile of ketchup!" he said.
Unimpressed by a herd of flamingos, bored by the elephants, what he had seen that was memorable was in The Congo Room, one of their food pavilions. It had a big ketchup dispenser, always a thrill for a little kid anyway, and a lot of ketchup had been allowed to drip down there and form a little mountain. You never saw anything like it, and if you were a grownup, you didn't see it, not really. But Otto did. Strangest damn thing he ever saw. I hope he doesn't grow up to be a food engineer or stylist or something as a result.
These marks ~ like this ~ are called tildes. You don't care, I don't care, though having names for things is useful, or you end up having to say, I don't want the red stuff on my hot dog, I want the yellow stuff. And (a conjunction, pretending that this sentence is related to the one before it) the following statement is in the subjunctive, because it indicates a condition contrary to fact:
If it were easy, everyone would do it.Because see, it's not easy. What's not? Sometimes I think everything's not, so it is useful to remember that nothing matters. Well, I saw the above motto on a tee-shirt at the health club recently, and immediately wanted to buy Cassie one like that - she once looked terrific in a Nike shirt that said in huge letters -
This was before this was morphed and marketed to death, and it struck me as a pretty good principle in life.
Now. Back to the first motto. I wouldn't have said it that way. I'd have said -
If it was easy, everyone would do it.Wouldn't you? Well, maybe not. I live in Ohio, USA, and learned my English the rough-tumble way.
I see these niggling distinctions as basically serving to indicate subtle divisions of class; in other words, my dislike is political. I was happy when I learned, in a linguistics class, mind you, that there are two approaches to grammar. There's Prescriptive, the kind we were graded on, and Descriptive - that is grammar that describes the way people actually talk. So if I were you (which I'm not, that's why I use the subjunctive there), I'd get the second tee-shirt. When you wear it, you will find out which of the people around you is a member of the Secret Grammar Police. Then you can avoid them.