Okay, before any of my throwback hippie readers (you know who you are) think this post is going in the direction of puffing some magic dragon, I warn you that it truly is just about the stupid word “herb”. You see, teaching English brings up all kinds of wacky conversations and just yesterday the word “herb” came into the mix.
Now, when I say the word “herb”, the “h” is silent. I corrected one of my colleagues yesterday because secretly, this has always been a pet peeve of mine. I’m sorry, but when I think of “herb” with the “H” pronounced I think of Herbie Hancock or Herb Tarlik, not some plant that I ingest because I have a cold.
BUT, this is when life as an English teacher gets interesting, confusing and downright frustrating! A debate ensued and thank goodness for Google our mystery was solved. Turns out us North Americans like to name guys “Herb” and keep our weeds as “Erbs”. As for those Brits, well, I don’t know what they’re smokin’ but I also don’t know any British guys named “Herb”, therefore, those “weeds” we buy in the U.K. should be called “Herb“. Got it!