Spring Break
I love words. I love the vast ways I can express myself or describe the world around me, even with a small vocabulary. Becoming an avid reader at a young age, I have a rather unusual appreciation for the building blocks of human communication. While many people dislike long words and often peg them as the discourse of the elite or stuck-up, I, by far, prefer "big words" (as they are called).
When I was in high school, having a boyfriend was a big deal. If you didn't have a boyfriend, it was because there was something about you boys didn't like and you needed to fix it so you could have a boyfriend. Unfortunately, I had a scary older brother who, early on in middle school, put the word out that I was off-limits until graduation.
By way of introduction and despite this being my third column, I'd like to discuss my reasons for offering my opinions every week and, more broadly, what my readers can expect from "Common Sense." Unlike Thomas Paine's iconic pamphlet by the same name, this column - which will appear in these pages on a weekly basis - will not seek to convince the UMKC community to secede from Great Britain.
