Some of you know I am studying for the GRE, which I will be taking in Yaounde at the end of October. This is so that when we are back in the States on furlough, I can attend grad school. Please don’t ask what I am studying yet or where because that has yet to be decided concretely. One thing that is for sure is I am relearning a lot of math I never thought I would have to use again and discovering that the English language has a much broader vocabulary than my own. (shocking, I know) So to show you some of the words I am being forced to integrate into my already dizzying intellect (I was being facetious) I will be telling you a completely false story with some of my new vocab. Here goes.
The wizened old man who was considered by many a recalcitrant member of society, stated in a vociferous manner his self-idealized esoteric knowledge. The recipient of said statement heard the churlish gentleman’s remarks and responded with aplomb. He stated that the man spoke pure sophistry and his ersatz and spurious motives were a cover to deliver his own personal vitriol, chicanery, and stratagem to assuage his compunction. The older gentleman found his response untenable and shifted restively and pedanticly in his chair before leaping with indolence to his feet and declaring he would not be placated, probated or exculpated. His bucolic, paroxysm would conflate the shambolic, acerbic, but also verdant synergy which bifurcates and obfuscates the munificently nefarious diffidence of his well delivered erudite aphorism. The End
Hope you all enjoyed my story. And when you figure out what I wrote, please let me know.