Saturday, May 24, 2008

Cute little feller

As per our usual, Andrew read scripture to Rachel and me while we sat in the rocking chair and nursed before bedtime. We're in 2 Nephi right now, just finishing up with the Isaiah chapters.

We got to chapter 24, verse 7-8:

The whole earth is at rest, and is quiet; they break forth into singing.

Yea, the fir-trees rejoice at thee, and also the cedars of Lebanon, saing: Since though art laid down no feller is come up against us.

"What did you say?" I laughed.

"What?" asked Andrew.

"No feller is come," I clarified.

"That's what it says," Andrew defended himself, "I didn't just pull a Matt Parks, honest."

"What are you then? Some sort of hick talking about a puppy?" I asked. Then I put on my best redneck voice and said, "Aw, ain't he just a cute little feller!"

Andrew gave me a weird look before laughing, "You thought I said fellow? I said feller! We're talking about trees here!"

It took me a minute to remember that it was, indeed, the trees who were speaking when the word feller was used. Suddenly everything starting making a whole lot more sense.

3 comments:

  1. hehehe! it took me awhile to figure that out too.

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  2. lol. You gave me the chance to laugh at Matt's funny sleepiness all over again. :) Isaiah sometimes said some wierd stuff.

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  3. 'tweren't Isaier, 'twer Early Modern English spoke in the 15th cent-Ery. So simple... one who fells trees: feller. :) English was a much easier language 550 years ago. Didn't have to worry none about spellin' er grammer er nuthin like that there....

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