I like to scroll through Pinterest for ideas, but occasionally
I come across some quiz or other. Now, these sometimes don’t catch my interest,
mostly because they have to do with some movie or TV series I don’t watch, but they
do have a few trivia quizzes with attention-catching headlines, “No one gets
this without cheating,” or, “You have to have an IQ over 150 to pass this!”
Okay, I’ll bite. It is usually quite fun. (I’ve been known
to laugh at the results.)
I’ve taken quizzes on history, vocabulary, grammar, and even
medical knowledge (just for fun).
I, of course, aced the vocabulary and grammar quizzes, but I
took them to see what the quiz would say about my performance. Generally
speaking, they insist I must have a Ph.D. in the subject. College drop-out
here.
But that isn’t even as funny as the one I took which
insisted I would have to be an RN to pass. Really? It was so easy; I didn’t have
to dig into my long-ago memory of quizzing my stepmom for her RN exams. Every
single question on there I either learned from shows like Emergency and MASH or just listening to my stepmom. There was nothing tricky or involved, it was
just trivia. I aced it, and the quiz the makers decided I must be a doctor. Hardly.
Another fun one for me is history quizzes or American
history quizzes.
For those of you that don’t know, my husband was a history
buff. After so many years of living with him, I picked up on a few things. Again, they
were pure trivia and multiple choice, so not hard at all, especially when most
of the time I could eliminate two of the three choices because those two events
happened in my lifetime! My opinion is, that you’d have to be randomly picking any answer
without reading to flunk this quiz.
But then, I can say the same for those vocabulary ones. You
only have three to four choices, and believe me, it was easy to eliminate all
but one of the few I wasn’t sure of.
And in everyone, I’m supposedly a master of the English
language and love to read the dictionary. Folks, the lexicologist in my life
would be the big sister Konnie and I often refer to as Dictionary. I never
cracked a dictionary open until I was in eighth grade, and I only did that to prove
I was right, and never to do my vocabulary classwork. Never needed it.
But the really laughable one which claimed you had to have
an IQ over 150 to pass. Really? Then make the quiz harder. My IQ isn’t that
high (I know, I’ve been tested) and I aced your simple trivia quiz.
But then I’ve gotten some interesting outcomes on the
personality or heritage quizzes, like the one which insisted
that I must be of Asian decent because of my focus on family. Family comes
first with some Christian faiths; you know like Catholics and well, our Church.
You don’t have to be Asian to value family.
I took one quiz that said, “no one born in the US can answer
these tough questions.” Okay, that one would be considered tough by anyone who
didn’t live for decades with a historian and hadn’t studied pre-law in
college. That isn’t me though.
For your information, the quiz is the one people have to
take to become naturized citizens. And honestly, there are many native citizens
who don’t know, or ignore, some of this stuff, but, again, I’m not one of them!
Though the one I took the other day was all about common
phrases from other countries. Out of curiosity, I took it.
Fun quiz. Most of these common phrases were either Latin or a
language based on Latin. Folks, I took French in college. Not fluent but I can
at least introduce myself in the language and ask if they speak English. I also
took a course on studying the root, or history, of words. Which means learning
some Latin. Ergo, any language based on Latin I can usually figure out.
Of the few that didn’t fall into that category was one from
Japan, which I learned eons ago from a fellow lady at church whose family had
just returned to the states after years of her husband being stationed in
Japan.
The other one has been used in at least one movie, enough so
I’ve heard it in that movie’s ads. And, according to the quiz makers,
I must be multilingual. LOL!
A semester each of sign language and studying the roots of words,
plus two semesters of French, all decades ago make me fluent in only my Native
tongue, period.
Happy writing everyone!
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