I love words. I roll them around in my mouth and taste each. When I hear a new word, it tickles my ears and delights me. Words carry history with them and emotion. They are not formed only of letters but of feelings and experience and much more.
My obsession began when I was in eighth grade. In English class, the 
teacher would leave a dictionary on the desk in front of each row so we could look up a word and check spelling while we wrote a theme. I usually finished my theme early and would spend those extra minutes in that front desk, reading the dictionary, learning new words, savoring them.
No wonder I majored in English and Spanish in college: new words in two languages. I loved the study of language, the history of words. I could go on forever talking about root word, about how, in Spanish, words that began in F centuries ago changed to the letter H. Consider yourselves lucky that I’m not going to discuss the verb satisfacer and how it’s conjugated.
My favorite word is from Spanish: carcajada which means a deep belly laugh. It sounds like what it means and has such beautiful rhythm.
I understand not all people love words as I do. When I got excited about a word in Spanish and attempted to explain its origen or uses or something equally fascinating to my classes, students looked at me as if I were absolutely nuts. And, yes, I may be.
Do you have a word you like? Perhaps because of meaning or sound? Please share that. I’d love to know and I won’t feel so alone.
