I’m not much one for thrills. I don’t drive fast, you couldn’t pay me enough to do something crazy like skydiving. What makes my heart race is standing up in front of strangers, with a microphone, spelling words.
I have been going to this spelling bee, each third Thursday of the month, for over a year! Not every time, but I’ve probably attended at least a dozen and gotten out on a variety of words. Some I remember getting out on: wharf, flaccid, diocese, peloton.
Spelling is hard! I’ve usually gotten out on the third or fourth round. One time I made it to the sixth round, and I was giddy.
But! Last night the stars aligned in my favor (well, actually the word list aligned in my favor) and I just kept getting lucky with words I knew or words I could make good guesses at.
And I friggin’ won! I won the whole damn thing. First place! Squeee!
This gal is named Katrina! She’s a science teacher and she came in second.
I wish I could remember more of the words I spelled. Revenuer, borzoi, catchpenny, philately…those are the only ones I remember! I was so excited, I still can’t even believe I won.