Grammar is important.
Especially when involving words…
In today’s world, written word is growing lebih and lebih common. With the fairly baru saja introduction of text messaging, email, IM services, social networks, and online self publishing (which is what we’re all doing here on fanpop when we post articles, and what I am mainly addressing), it is not only important how your words sound, it’s just as important, if not lebih so, how they look.
link* to me, some people seem to believe that spelling and grammar is not at all important in these self publications.
Just to daftar a few examples I’ve come across:
" so what if [your spelling] is wrong it just mean that u r menulis this from ur jantung and not really caring about the spelling"
This, I can see this person’s point, but that is what a rough rough draft is for. (I don’t know if rough rough is the proper term, but that’s what my 12th grade English teacher called it)
" dont tell me what to do. A lot of people cinta my articles....they dont care if things are spelt wrong....your not wiser, atau smarter then me soo leave me alone. "
This, I find to be very ignorant.
Yet another one.
" o wow come on who cares if her spelling is messed up!"
Please, let me tell you.
(I have quoted three different people. I’m not targeting anyone)
Why spelling is important:
Spelling can be defined as a code that uses letter sequences to represent specific words that have an associated pronunciation and meaning within the mental dictionary.
As stated above, how your words look is very important. Your eyes need to actually see this code before your brain can decode it.
Some people read strictly for the content (newspaper atau magazine article, movie review, and so on), but many other people (many people on Fanpop) read to feel something. To get into the writers mind and truly relate to the story. membaca around typos and misspellings is very annoying and takes a little too much lebih effort than it’s worth. It makes anda think to yourself,
If the penulis doesn’t care enough about what he/she is saying, then why should I even bother membaca this?
NONE of us want that.
Some of anda may consider bringing up this little item:
“I cluod not blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch sudty at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and anda can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter oleh istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas thgouht slpeling was ipmorantt.“
I admit, this isn’t the most difficult thing to read, but it’s not the most enjoyable thing to read either. As a writer, anda don’t want people to just read your stories. anda want them to enjoy the experience and feel the urge to do it again and again.
The difference between a spelling error and a typo:
A typo is generally an accident, such as anda hit the wrong key oleh mistake, whereas a spelling error is, in a way, intentional. anda honestly believe the word is spelled a certain way, when in reality, it’s not.
Example:
I always feel ridiculed when users komentar on my horrible spelling.
Typo: I alwsys feel ridiculed when users commment on my horrible spelling.
Notice how on the keyboard, the s is right selanjutnya to the a. This is a simple mistake I’ve seen almost everyone make. Adding an extra letter, atau leaving one out is also very common, along with reversing the order of two letters.
Spelling error: I always feel ridaculed when users komentar on my horrable spelling.
There’s not really any simple slip of the finger that would justify this. None that I can see atau understand, at least.
When speaking, spelling means absolutely nothing, but when writing, it makes all the difference in the world.
I was going to include why grammar is important as well, but I feel I’ve been typing forever, so I’ll end it here.
*I only did that because I cinta The Killers.
Last summer I went to Los Angeles to stay with my cousin for a few weeks.One afternoon we were having lunch in a nice restaurant in the centre of the town when my cousin got a call on her mobile phone and went outside to talk.While she was speaking to her friend,I suddenly noticed a man in a black hat who was sitting at the selanjutnya table.It was the actor Johnny Depp!He was alone,and I decided to take my chance.So I got up and went to his table:'Excuse me,could I have my foto taken with you?'I asked.He berkata yes,so I stopped a waitress who was passing oleh and gave her my camera.She took the foto of me and Johnny,I thanked them both,and then I returned to my table.When my cousin came back,I smiled.'Why are anda looking so pleased with yourself?'she asked.
'I had my foto taken with Johnny Depp.'
'Johnny Depp?Where is he?'
'He's sitting over there.Look!'
She turned around to look and then started to laugh.
'That's not Johnny Depp!'I looked at the man in the black hat-he was laughing too.
'I had my foto taken with Johnny Depp.'
'Johnny Depp?Where is he?'
'He's sitting over there.Look!'
She turned around to look and then started to laugh.
'That's not Johnny Depp!'I looked at the man in the black hat-he was laughing too.
anda held up your labu spice finger,
With a playful wink,
Your sweetness saved me several times,
When I was on the brink,
The warmth within your spritely smile,
Allowed me to be real,
Your cinnamon and sugar hugs
They taught me how to feel.
I'd run down to the coffee shop,
So I could see your face.
You've seen me at my happiest,
You've seen me in disgrace.
And though you're always beaming,
Still I feel the need to say,
It's okay if anda have some days,
Where your spice fades away.
With a playful wink,
Your sweetness saved me several times,
When I was on the brink,
The warmth within your spritely smile,
Allowed me to be real,
Your cinnamon and sugar hugs
They taught me how to feel.
I'd run down to the coffee shop,
So I could see your face.
You've seen me at my happiest,
You've seen me in disgrace.
And though you're always beaming,
Still I feel the need to say,
It's okay if anda have some days,
Where your spice fades away.
