I LOVED, loved Joan Wickersham’s column, “Navigating the grammatical thicket” (Op-ed, Feb. 22).
I will never forget learning grammar lessons. In the 1960s, I was a student at the Silver Bluff Elementary School in Miami. We had grammar every day of the week. The textbook was a small, white book with a different color cover for each grade but, inside, the lessons to be learned and relearned were the same: when to use “its” or “it’s”; how to diagram a sentence; which punctuation went where when. My mother was a teacher in a nearby school, and I often saw the dreaded book in her bag, too. Once a week, a grammar teacher came to the school and taught an additional lesson to each class. Imagine having the resources to do that now.