Hey, Judy, don’t make me sad
Take a bad sign and make it better
Remember the letters after the r
Then you can start to make it better
Hey, Judy, don’t make me sad
Take a bad sign and make it better
Remember to sever blunders you did
Then you begin to make it better
(better, better, better,
better, better, oh!)
Nursery’s? No siree.
Y-apostrophe? Why? That’s not the plural of nursery.
Enter the nursery with me, Judy. (Soothing voices only in
here.) Walk past the crib and make a beeline for the changing table. We’ve got a dirty word to fix. First, keeping one hand on nursery’s at all times (or securing her with a strap), wipe
away the y and the apostrophe. Set them aside. Next, apply petroleum jelly to
prevent a rash of errors. Then, fasten a fresh ie to the right side of the second r. It should be snug but not too tight. Put nurseries in a safe place while you clean the area. Dispose of
the y and the apostrophe and, finally, wash your hands thoroughly. We’re
done! Wasn’t that easy? Fixing that child’s room was child’s play.
My brother’s friend Vickey noticed this design flaw while
out to lunch with friends at 5th Street Marketplace in Crossville,
Tennessee. The marketplace is a one-stop destination for clothes, jewelry,
artwork, greeting cards, pet products and home décor fashioned by local
designers, artists and other vendors. Vickey, however, was not window-shopping
on her lunch hour. She was window-editing. Thank you, Vickey! You understand
that while open windows should be screened to keep out bugs, or insects, all windows
should be screened to point out bugs, or imperfections.
This particular window has more than one imperfection. The
flaws aren’t confined to the nursery. Kid’s
Rooms wasn’t handled with kid gloves. The
apostrophe comes after the s. I kid
you not. Kids is a plural noun.
When creating the possessive form of a plural noun ending in s, you add an apostrophe — at the end. What possessed
Judy to insert it before the s? I
stand corrected, of course, if Judy works her magic on only the myriad rooms of
one spoiled kid. If, say, little Billy has two bedrooms, a rec room, a
playroom, an office, a panic room, a private bath and an art studio, then Judy
has done no wrong. But if she designs rooms for Billy, Susie and
other kids, the punctuation mark missed the mark, and I must judge Judy.
Judge her I must. I’ve weighed the evidence, and it’s time
to put the hammer gavel down: Judy, I find you guilty of multiple counts of improper apostrophe
usage. If you are going to decorate your window with a fancy font, don’t fancy yourself
an editor. Have someone who understands the rules of grammar and punctuation
look it over before your windowpane becomes a window pain.
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