Showing posts with label the letter C. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the letter C. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 25, 2025

The lonely letter c

I did it again. I was looking at a dictionary and my eyes found the page no one ever reads--the list of how to pronounce English. There were 10 selections for "a" (although it didn't list Aaron) and none for "c" which has no sound of its own. It showed K and S and sh (-cion). It's why English has about a million words--the sun never set on the Union Jack. And this was an American list--probably if the editors had tossed in Canada, India, Ireland, Scotland, New Zealand and Australia they would have needed a few pages for "a"; but still nothing for "c".


Monday, February 19, 2024

The menu begins with the letter C

We had an interesting Sunday dinner yesterday: every item on the menu began with a "C" but I didn't realize it until today. What are the odds? Chicken alfredo, carrots with honey and butter, coleslaw, cantaloupe, and chocolate chip cookies. The letter C has no sound of its own. Poor thing. It is either a K, an S, or a CH. K sound obviously is the biggy. S, not so much. Cellar, center, cymbal, citizen, city, cinnamon etc. Looks like if a C is followed by an I or E it has an S sound, but if followed an A or O or U it is a hard K sound. The British Isles were overrun and conquered by so many different nations/peoples and had so many dialects, that I'd have to ask a scholar why this happened--that we have an orphan letter in our English language alphabet. 

Photo:   C is for Cat and Chihuahua.