Some What-Ifs of Language

As a writer, I deal in language and what-if.

I speak and write everyday but until this moment don’t remember ever thinking to myself But for … (whatever) …  I could be speaking a board-64271_1280different language–like French. (I’m quite content with English, thank you.)

Matter of fact, I thought little about where and when spoken language and its cousin writing began. Until today. 

I love any What-If or Did-You- Know that emerges from considering things like language.

Did you know …

  • Cuneiform, the world’s first instance of written language, emerged in Sumeria of Mesopotamia in 3200 BCE? And all the great Mesopotamian civilizations used cuneiform (the Sumerians, 
    babylon_assarhadon-1475784_1280Akkadians, Babylonians, Elamites, Hatti, Hittites, Assyrians, Hurrians and others)? 
  • Enheduanna, a priestess in ancient Sumeria of Mesopotamia, was the world’s first author known by name?
  • What if those creative Sumerians hadn’t figured out how to communicate by writing? Would I be typing at my keyboard today?
  • What if ol’ Enheduanna hadn’t waxed poetic all those millennia ago? Would I be creating fictitious stories in the English language?

Speaking of language …

I speak English. More precisely, I speak U.S. English.

Actually I speak Southern U.S. English.

But then again, if you want to be exact, I speak Texan Southern U.S. English.

Even more precisely, I speak Mexican-peppered South Texan Southern U.S. English. 

What does any of this have to do with anything? Patience, reader. All will be made clear.

You see, I was reared way, way down in the southernmost tip of Texas–the Rio Grande Valley, where Mexican culture and the Spanish tops-1088304_1280language are woven into the fabric of life. My earliest playmates were the children of Mexican workers on our farm. I never learned their language, and as far as I know, they never learned mine. Playing house and chase and marbles, spinning tops and making mud pies and rocking baby dolls required only basic sign language and facial expressions. 

I did learn a few words and could spit them out like a native speaker.

¡Buenos dias!spanish-375830_1280

¡Vamos a la casa!


I could roll an r with the best of them, accent the right syllables, and inflect to get across exactly how I felt.

  • Here’s a what-if for you. What if I had become a fluent Spanish speaker when I had the chance? Would I have cared about learning another language? Such as French? Would I be a writer in Spanish rather than English? And would you be reading this post now?

I grew up with a romantic notion about the French language. So in my freshman year of college, I signed up for French I.

I knew I was in trouble when I read a passage and the instructor asked, “Where were you reared?” 

I smiled. Proud. “The Rio Grande Valley.” 

He nodded. “That explains it. You read French with the best Spanish accent I’ve ever heard.”


I didn’t make my best grades in French. Or does that go without saying? But I made straight As in another form of language called phonetics.

Which takes me back to language Did-You-Know

  • Did you know our language can be broken down into individual spoken sounds called phonemes or written symbols called phonetic symbols?

As a speech pathology major, I took a class entitled Phonetics. I hieroglyphics-315121_1280learned to write so well in phonetic symbols I mentally transcribed conversations in the symbols. Which can be a bit distracting on a date. “I had a good time” becomes something akin to hieroglyphics. 

  • Speaking of hieroglyphics, did you know hieroglyphics developed because of a major drawback of the cuneiform system of writing in ancient Mesopotamia–its inability to provide a way to communicate feelings or other intangibles?
  • Did you know because of this drawback along came the first alphabet-of-sorts in ancient Egypt around 2700 BCE? In hieroglyphs? And that with it, all sorts of intangibles could be communicated?
  • Did you know hieroglyphs were abandoned in favor of the alphabetic script at some point after 100 BCE? 

All of which brings up another language What-If or two …

  • What if the ancient Sumerians of Mesopotamia hadn’t figured out cuneiform millennia ago? Would we be using sign language and grunts and facial contortions to communicate today?
  • What if those clever Egyptians hadn’t figured out a system of phonics and created an alphabet? Would we still be unable to communicate love, faith, and hope?
  • Without cuneiform, would the Code of Hammurabi been written? 
  • moses-10-commandments-christian-1316187_1280What if the Code of Hammurabi hadn’t been written? Would the Ten Commandments have made any sense to the ancient Hebrews?
  • What if the Ten Commandments hadn’t made any sense to the ancient Hebrews? Would the Old Testament exist? Or the New? Would the life of Christ been written down? 
  • What if the process of hand copying the Bible hadn’t been so laborious? Would the printing press have been invented?
  • Or the Bible made available to the masses? 


  • What if the Bible had not been put into the hands of common people? Would Puritans have resisted the Church of England?

Or emigrated to the New World?

Or established Plymouth?

Therefore …

  • If cuneiform had not been developed in ancient Sumerian of Mesopotamia around 3500 CBE, the 13 British colonies would have never formed. 
  • Or revolted. 
  • No America.
  • Or U.S. Constitution. 
  • America would still be British and we’d be speaking British English, not American English … and my phonetic doodling in college would have looked a bit different. 

But then …  if France had won the French and Indian War … Holy Moley. I could be speaking a different language–like French. And I’d be wondering What-If along different strands.

Therefore, ancient cuneiform created America. Who knew?

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What’s so Great About Freedom to Write?


Writing the historical novel The Calling of Ella McFarland has taken me into the past many times over.

In 1983 when “The Wall” still divided East from West, I was blessed with the opportunity to visit East Germany where I bought this band of little angels with IMG_2075“green spotted wings”. It was made by an East German artisan who worked in her home, longing for freedom.

Among the freedoms denied East Germans in 1983 was freedom of speech. Had I lived beyond The Wall in those days, I would not have enjoyed the freedom to express myself as I am in this blog. The freedom to write what I please, to express my faith and values, opens doors and windows to the world, airing out ideas like winter’s mothballed coat.

green-boa-244768_1280Jehovah God has always set a high price on freedom. Adam and Eve were denied access to one tree alone; their rebellion locked them out of Paradise. [Genesis 3:23-24]

The Israelites were denied access to the Promised Land for their ingratitude. [Numbers 14:21-23]

tree-189158_1280And for his momentary disobedience Moses was allowed only to view the land of promise, not enter it. [Numbers 20:12]

The angel of the Lord slew 185,000 Assyrians to assure the freedom of God’s people. [2 Kings 19:35]

The Old Testament is replete with the tragic stories of God’s people being taken into bondage for their faithlessness. 

The highest price ever paid for freedom was the life of God’s own Son. [Galatians 5:1] jesus-578217_1280

I treasure my band of little angels because it represents the original angels’ announcement of the birth of the Savior whose eventual death provided a new kind of freedom–a way out of the bondage of eternal consequences for sin. But for me the little angelic band also represents my freedom to write. The Apostle Paul wrote in a dungeon; I write in a comfortable office.

fire-836635_1280First Century Christians risked their lives to protect and transmit the writings that now compose Holy Scripture. William Tyndale, among others, gave his life for translating the Latin Scriptures into English and refusing to be silenced. Many Christians in the world risk the same today. Meanwhile, I can’t keep up with all the dusting required for the dozens of Bibles in my home.

The painstaking, labor-intensive process of printing that began with Johannes Gutenberg’s printing press in Germany testifies to the preciousness of the written word.

Thankfully, the U.S. Constitution guarantees its citizens the right to free expression of viewpoints and faith, including my right to express my faith in written form. I exercise that right while sitting in a comfortable office chair imagining plot lines driven by flawed characters both espousing and defaming the name of Christ.

chinese-675456_1280What’s so great about the freedom to write? Ask Paris. Or Christians in China, Iran … or any spot on Earth controlled by ISIS.

Do you have a “freedom of speech” or “freedom to write” story to share? I’d love to hear it.

All praise to our Savior who is the Lord!

And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified.   

But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.”
Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying, “Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.”
Luke 2:4-18

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