Ah, I just love a good debate, don’t you? As long as it’s the nice kind of debate…like the kind of debate you have in Sunday School about whether the handle of the Big Dipper goes up or down.
No, really, we had a huge discussion about this in Sunday School once. I was rather put out when my end of the debate was proven wrong through a photo of the silly constellation on someone’s iPod.
But if you think that a full-fledged argument about the handle of the Big Dipper is ridiculous, you should have been there the time when we were debating about the number of 10s on a ten dollar bill. No, there actually aren’t only ten 10s on a ten dollar bill. For instance, here’s one thing about the ten dollar bill I just bet you didn’t know: the words “United States of America” are written on George Washington’s collar.
But actually, if you know your ten dollar bills, you’ll realize that it isn’t George Washington’s face, it’s Alexander Hamilton’s. And, to my knowledge, nothing is written on either George Washington’s collar or Alexander Hamilton’s. But I bet you could find hundreds more 10s than you ever dreamed of on a ten dollar bill.
All that to say that it was a very interesting subject of debate we had in Sunday School.
Most of the debates that go on in our home never really get solved. Each person just goes on thinking whatever they thought before the energetic conversation [aka, argument] started.
For instance, the one about Mayo.
Half of the family loves Mayo, and the other half thinks they like Miracle Whip. You might call us a house divided on that subject. I’m on the lucky half that likes Mayo. Well, I like it other than the smell. Eating a sandwich that smells like my brother’s dirty socks isn’t altogether enjoyable, but that’s only when the Mayo has been left in the back of the fridge for six months.
Then there’s the pickup truck thing.
I used to think “pickup truck”. (That was a loooooooooong time ago). It got too confusing to say just plain “truck”, because Dad was a truck driver and the semi trucks had already been shortened to that name.
And “pickup”…well, that’s lame.
So it was pickup truck to the little Chicago-born kids that got a heart attack every time they saw a lady driving one o’ them “pickup trucks”. In Nebraska, this is commonplace (to see a lady in a truck, I mean). It was rare in Illinois.
And what about lunch and dinner? Which do you say?
We say lunch.
Dinner is way too…dignified, shall I say? That’s the word saved for fancy meals on Sundays. And lunch is most certainly better than “luncheon”. That was used way back in the Nancy Drew era. Sounds too tea-partyish if you ask me. Which I know you didn’t, but still.
And now…
how about you?
Mayo or Miracle Whip? Lunch or dinner? Pickup truck, pickup, or just plain truck?
But that’s only the beginning.
I could tell you about that debate we had during family devotions about what the difference is between the sea and the ocean…
Ashley Bergen said:
Miracle Whip DEFINITELY!! We call it lunch. Truck! I LOVE big trucks!
Brittany Bergen said:
Way to go, Ash! Thank goodness I’m not the only one!
Brittany Bergen said:
Miracle Whip. Lunch. Truck. 🙂
Abby said:
Why in the world would someone be in S.S. debating anything else beside Biblical things…but that’s my own opinion. Of course I already wrote you that it is Mayo for us because there is no such thing as Miracle Whip in this far away country….and we are surviving just fine thank you.
Now for the topic of pick up or truck, its the same in our family…well sort of. Pick up is what any good farmer has on his farm. And a truck is a big car that’s high off the ground and sounds like a tractor. Semi means what your dad used to drive. So there is my loooong opinion. Oh, and thanks Ash for the last one. Lunch is lunch (the meal you eat between breakfast and supper). BTW…if you don’t know me Ashley…that’s fine…I’m a gooood friend of the Bergen girls.
kaitlynbergen said:
Long story short (about the Sunday School debates), Brady and I would have a “contest” of sorts to see how long we could distract the teacher. The ten dollar bill debate was one of those times. It’s not like we disliked the lessons or anything; I actually enjoyed them very much. It’s just that I enjoyed our lively debates even more. 🙂 Sometimes we actually never got around to our lessons, although many times we did discuss Biblical things that didn’t have anything to do with our lesson for the day.
And as for the Big Dipper discussion…that wasn’t my fault. Someone else started that argument. And it is totally beside the fact that I got into this dispute just as heatedly as everyone else until it was practically my fault that the discussion went on so long.
Oh, and just for the record: Dad was the one that brought up the sea vs. ocean thing.
Abby said:
That’s fine, I wasn’t really complaining. 🙂
kaitlynbergen said:
I know that. 🙂 Just wanted to clarify.
Abby said:
I enjoyed this post, but I think we should debate whether or not a new one needs to be added.