Apologies in advance for my post today about Thursday's SAL meeting; expect it to be brashly bombastic, proudly pompous, and vainly verbose! ๐๐๐
The catalyst for this lexical extravagance is my delivery of a discourse on the CSL1(8) "Mind Your Language" curriculum, during which I engineered a deliberate manifestation of sesquipedalian loquaciousness to celebrate reaching the milestone of Competent Speaker Level 1.
On that day, an exceptionally esteemed gathering of seven vocabulary virtuosos assembled to release a torrential downpour of linguistic architecture. Every grandiloquent syllable was meticulously engineered to shatter the boundaries of simple comprehension, leaving the captivated audience utterly drowning in an opulent sea of monumental oration.
My speech title was "From Page to Podium" and I was third in line out of five to present.
I started off by introducing myself as a logophile, a lover of words. A lexiphile. A verbivore. A wordsmith. All these big words carried the same meaning.
To top it off, I confessed to being a lectiophile, which is just a fancy way of saying I'm obsessed with reading. Naturally, that also makes me a proud bibliophile with an ever-growing book collection.
Reading makes you smarter by physically rewiring your brain. It strengthens neural pathways related to memory, visual processing, and language, while expanding your vocabulary, improving focus, and building your capacity for critical thinking and empathy.
From reading, I progressed to public speaking. Always, promoting the versatility, vibrancy and vitality of language, I have continued to speak and unleash the power of words since then.
For the legendary "That's One Minute" challenge, six brave souls faced the intransigent word "adamant", followed by an intense session of raw, emotional self-reflection from five heroic project speakers.
This bloated post is truly, a verbal peregrination of exaggerated intentions. ๐๐๐
A visual chronicle of our merry meeting: