Twelve years ago, if you had told me I would be interested in, or even show skill in English grammar, I would have been incredulous. I hated English classes in high school and university. Especially anything that had to do with grammar. Nothing could be duller; more boring. You said it well yourself,
Serendipity:
I still shudder at those "transfer into passive voice" exercises, for example, and these "put into all possible tenses" and "change the if-clause into another type" kind of worksheets. I never understood why someone would want to say a sentence in all possible tenses, when one and only one would be appropriate, and why each and everyone of us would have to master that particular skill.
But about ten years ago I went to Taiwan to live (my reasons why are a long and separate story) and because I have a family to support, I had to work. Clearly the easiest thing for me to do in those circumstances was to teach English (or so it seemed), and getting a job was not very difficult, as I am a native speaker with an advanced university degree.
Ten minutes into my first lesson I realized that I didn't know what I was doing. My students were two young women in their twenties who wanted to improve their prospects for finding better jobs. I knew I desparately wanted to help them, and yet it was clear to me I was unqualified to do that. All I could do was read the workbook we were using and possibly help them find the "right" answers (at least I could more easily read the book than they could). By the end of the hour, I was in dispair. I knew I hadn't earned my money in that hour, and was determined to try to prepare myself to be a better teacher.
To my great good fortune, the National Taiwan Library, located in Taipei about a 15 minute bus ride from my school, has an excellent section on English language and language teaching. I quickly learned to spend all my free hours there studying English. To my even greater good fortune, the subsection on English grammar contained a slim volume which for some reason attracted my attention. It was called
The English Verb, and it was written by an Englishman named Michael Lewis in about 1986. The moment I sat down at one of the tables there in the library to look at it and started to read, I knew it was unlike any grammar book I had ever encountered. I began to peruse it carefully, and for the first time in my life began to sense that I could truly understand, not simply memorize, something about the mechanics of my native language. It is an amazing little book. Michael Lewis is an astonishing intellect and brilliant observer of English grammar and why it works the way it apparently does. Far from being boring, this book is fascinating. For the first time ever, I started to actually
like grammar. To make a long story short, I purchased a personal copy of
The English Verb, and eventually several others of his, along with many others by different authors with differing points of view because I got hooked: English grammar is really interesting if you know how to look at it. And your everyday experiences with the language (teaching, listening, reading books and magazines, talking to people, going to movies) allow you to confirm or deny the hypotheses (yes, hypotheses, not rigid rules) you form about what is true or false about the grammar you read about in textbooks. It is possible to become passionate about grammar. I wouldn't go so far as to suggest that everyone will become passionate about it, but then I never would have thought I would.
So that's my story,
Serendipity. I don't know if Rain can do as I did, but I do know that grammar does not have to be dull.
Larry Latham