This week, we’re talking about grammar.
Wait!
Before you run away screaming or fall asleep in your soup, these may be the strangest grammar lessons you’ve ever heard.
First, I called grammar an illusion.
Then, I called it a dead horse.
What’s next?
Where The Streets Have No Name
Imagine this crazy conversation.
You’re visiting London with a friend.
You’ve been painting the town red.
But you’re no spring chicken, and now it’s 7 pm and time to call it quits.
“Wait,” your friend shouts. “You can’t walk back to the hotel!”
“Why?” you ask.
“Because you don’t know the names of the streets.”
Where Is My Home?
This is what I think about when a student tells me “I need to learn the past perfect future sometimes irregular but always confusing tense.”
I say, you don’t need to know the names of anything.
You need to know how to get home.
Cheers,
Mr. Vig
Thanks!
I agree that names of tenses are not needed ( maybe sometimes?) but the map is needed, where is the home, the paths are needed to be known .. But when you go to your home from different city, continent .. you need to know the name of the place where you want to arrive .. to to buy a ticket.. for plane, for train, the map we train by our experience, experience by contact with our reality ..
The journey is a goal and the journey is English
I love doing puzzles. For each piece it is necessary to find its place. A thousand pieces, a thousand places. It’s the same with language. A thousand words, …
Cheers.
Hello!
So , we don’t need the grammar leçons.
What a relief!
I’m so glad!
But even , Mr. Vig, when we have to go to the home, we have to know the destination!
What do you think?!!!
See you tomorrow!
Cheers
Alina
Yes I agree.I need to know how to ask…use…practice…and after use with confidence.
You are correct. But what I need it is more words.
I have to recognise your emails become more and more interesting because of these idioms that you used in this email and in the previous emails that provoke my imagination and thinking. So let’s repeat them:
a dead horse
go down in fire
you’re no spring chicken
stroke your chin-expression
painting the town red, I must say is the best, the most colorful metaphor ,for me!
I guess why we need to know how to get home!
Because everyone has at least one English grammar book at home 🤣🤣🤣