What you should know about the word “woke”

“Stay woke.” “He’s woke.” “Stop the woke movement.” We’ve been hearing the word “woke” for a while. It’s often hashtagged on social media and has even made its way into Florida state legislation, but how many of us really understand what “woke” means or where it comes from? In my constant attempt to promote building bridges over building fires, the Word Nerd will share what she has learned about “woke.”

Definition

Woke, in its simplest terms, is the past tense of “wake.” But that’s not what Twitter is all excited about.

According to Dictionary.com and Merriam-Webster.com, woke is an adjective used to describe someone or something that is

  • having or marked by an active awareness of systemic injustices and prejudices, especially those related to civil and human rights
  • aware of and actively attentive to important facts and issues (especially issues of racial and social justice)

Etymology

Woke has been used as a slang term in the United States, especially in Black English, for almost a century. It first appeared in a 1943 article of The Atlantic. The piece quoted a Black United Mine Workers official who used woke as a metaphor for social justice:

“Waking up is a damn sight harder than going to sleep, but we’ll stay woke up longer.”

The Atlantic, 1943

During the 1960s, the term meant “well informed”, but still in the sense of political awareness. Woke was often associated with The Civil Rights Movement. It appeared in the title of a New York Times article: “You’re woke if you dig it.”

Woke was used in the 1972 play by Berry Beckham “Garvey Lives!” about Black Nationalist Marcus Garvey. Beckham also used woke to mean social awareness. Here’s a quote from the play:

“I been sleeping all my life. And now that Mr. Garvey done woke me up, I’m gon stay woke. And I’m gon help him wake up other Black folk.”

from the 1972 play “Garvey Lives” by Berry Beckham

In 2008, singer Erykah Badu featured “woke” in the lyrics for her song “Master Teacher”. Here’s a bit of the chorus:

Even though you go through struggle and strife/ To keep a healthy life, I stay woke/ (I stay woke)

Everybody knows a black or a white there’s creatures in every shape and size/ Everybody/ (I stay woke)

The word woke gained popularity again in 2012 after the shooting of Trayvon Martin, an unarmed black man. In 2014, after more police shootings of unarmed black men, the Black Lives Matter movement embraced woke and used it as a call to action against injustice.

These days, woke can also be used to refer not only to racial injustice but also to describe awareness of sexism, anti-gay attitudes and policies, and white supremacy. On social media, many large brands have started using woke to appeal to younger audiences.

Conservative Republican Ron DeSantis, the governor of Florida, used the word when he introduced legislation called Stop the Wrongs to Our Kids and Employees (W.O.K.E.) Act. According to DeSantis’s website, the W.O.K.E. Act is a legislative proposal that will give businesses, employees, children and families tools to fight back against woke indoctrination. Explaining the bill on his site, DeSantis says, “We won’t allow Florida tax dollars to be spent teaching kids to hate our country or to hate each other.”

Some say the meaning of the word has been diluted, as it is now used facetiously or as a source of humor in memes. Black author and scholar Kaitlyn Greenidge recently noted on The Argument podcast, that the changing meaning of the word “woke” these days is yet another example of white dominant culture corrupting black language. Greenidge says she is frustrated with “the continual denigration of a word like woke.” She says Black people came up with the word woke to describe the experience of living in America as a black person. It’s been a tradition in Black culture for a long time. But she adds, “We also know, knowing that tradition, that it is also a tradition for white dominant cultures to come in and to corrupt our language and to turn it into something else. And that’s what’s happening here… that word is very seductive for a very large portion of white America to just sort of throw everywhere.”

Word Nerd observations on woke

First, I’m not sure how “awareness” translates to hate, but I realize many people share Mr. DeSantis’s view of “woke” ideology. Perhaps that could be a good conversation starter between two people truly willing to listen and understand each other.

Second, I find it interesting that “woke” basically kept the same meaning from the 1940s until the mid 2010s when… guess what? Social media started dominating our lives and big companies used it as a branding tactic. It is very interesting, if not disturbing, to watch how social media influences the popularity, meaning, and perception of words. It’s something we should all stay aware of.

And please, please, if you want to use a word, make sure before you do, that you know what it means and where it comes from by consulting reputable sources, like Dictionary.com and Merriam-Webster.com. I hope this post helps with at least one word.

What other words from politics or culture would you like to learn more about?

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Great historical fiction: why you should read The Women of Chateau Lafayette

If you like historical fiction, have I got the book for you! The Women of Chateau Lafayette by Stephanie Dray follows the lives of three amazing women at three significant points in history: the French Revolution, World War I, and World War II. The women featured in each of the three interwoven narratives of the book are vastly different, and yet alike in one key way: they are STRONG!

The Premise of The Women of Chateau Lafayette

Book cover for The Women of Chateau Lafayette by Stephanie Dray

The Women of Chateau Lafayette explores how three women tackle the challenges of war and marriage. First we meet Marthe Simone, a fictional character from 1940 working as a teacher at Chavaniac-Lafayette, a home and hospital for orphans. As the Germans occupy France and dominate the daily life of the French people, Marthe finds herself pulled into the war and the resistance to it.

Dray also introduces readers to 18th century France and the historical figure Adrienne Lafayette, wife of the famous French hero General Lafayette. Dray portrays Adrienne as a devoted mother, a devout Catholic, and a faithful wife and political partner to her husband during the extremely turbulent times of The French Revolution. Finally, we meet the vivacious Beatrice Chanler, also based on a real person. Chanler is a New York socialite who channels her wealth and determination into helping the people of France as World War I breaks out.

What I liked about The Women of Chateau Lafayette

Each main character is multifaceted and fascinating, and I loved learning more about how each chose to handle the obstacles placed in front of her. I didn’t always agree with the decisions they made, but their stories made me think a lot about the role of women in the past as well as today. In every case, I admired the strength and determination of the women.

I also learned a lot about history that I somehow missed in high school and college. My book club lamented that more historical fiction isn’t used to teach history and make it more interesting to students. It has taken too long for me to understand the link between The American Revolution and The French Revolution. As someone who grew up near Mount Vernon (George Washington’s home) and Washington, D.C., I’ve often heard Lafayette’s name, but I certainly didn’t know much about his life, or anything about his extraordinary wife.

A story with three main characters and three different time settings might be confusing, but not in Dray’s experienced hands. Dray weaves together the narratives making it easy to see how the lives of these women relate to one another. The stories build upon each other and deepen the themes of the book.

Finally, The Women of Chateau Lafayette has a satisfying, although not perfect, ending. It feels bittersweet and realistic, showing how war damages people and how they choose to heal.

What I didn’t like about Chateau Lafayette

The book felt a little long, especially in the middle and towards the end, but it held my attention. he print version has 576 pages. The audio book is almost 24 hours long. I think it could have been trimmed without sacrificing important details and scenes.

Word nerd recommendation

If you enjoy historical fiction, you will love The Women of Chateau Lafayette. I dare say it’s also a good book for women’s studies or if you are interested in French language or culture. I was very happy I read it before a trip to France this summer.

I listened to the audio book. The performance featured different readers for the different women and helped keep them straight in my mind. It also helped to hear the French pronunciation of words. The narrator who reads Beatrice’s parts is especially effective at capturing her energy and humor.

Dray is an expert at historical fiction, and I also recommend her books America’s First Daughter and My Dear Hamilton.

Can you recommend other good historical fiction?

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Why you need to know the word “splooting” this summer

Picture of an adorable puppy lying on belly

I’ve seen it thrown around on social media and heard it discussed on my favorite podcasts: splooting. It sounds silly, and after a quick Google search, I can confirm it looks silly too! What is splooting and why is it a trending word this summer? The Word Nerd has you covered!

Definition of splooting

Splooting doesn’t show up in Merriam-Webster’s search engines, but it is popular slang. According to Dictionary.com’s slang dictionary:

Sploot is slang for the pose an animal, especially dogs, cats, and other four-legged pets, makes when it lies on its stomach with its hind legs stretched out back and flat. The term is especially associated with Welsh corgis and is used affectionately in the internet slang of DoggoLingo.

Dictionary.com – slang dictionary

My dog definitely sploots. How about your pet? Supposedly, cats sploot too. And also squirrels.

The Guardian recently published an article about splooting that quotes science professor Dan Blumstein. He explains that many mammals spread out with their legs behind them, or sploot, to cool down. By splooting, they expose the belly, which has less fur, to a cool surface.

Where does “splooting” come from?

Sploot comes from the growing vocabulary of “DoggoLingo”, a popular online language that uses intentional misspellings and onomatopoeias to describe dogs and the pictures and memes people post of them. This lingo started gaining popularity in the 2010s. Ever heard someone call their dog a “doge” or say a lab is “chonky” instead of chunky? That’s DoggoLingo. It’s believed this DoggoLingo started in Australia. This video gives more (humorous) examples:

According to lexicographer Grant Barrett of the A Way with Words radio show, sploot might have started as a variation of “splat”, which describes the sprawled out position a mammal assumes while splooting.

There you go! Now you know all about splooting!

What’s another slang term you’ve heard lately and don’t understand? Can you share more examples of DoggoLingo? Please do so in the comments.

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How to survive the college drop off, 4 years later

When my first child left for college, the transition shook me harder than I expected. It took me a long time to process, and overcome, what I would eventually label my grief. I feel pretty certain, looking back, that I was clinically depressed. Four years later, I am preparing to send child #3 off to college. I *think* I am ready, although emotions have a wily way of bubbling to the surface when you least expect. (Cue the tears in the Walmart cereal aisle when I see the granola my child loves.)

But I have good news for you. I survived!  Not just one, but TWO children leaving my nest. Yes I cried, but I also, with the passing of time, saw that change, although difficult, can also be good. For all you moms out there preparing to drop off a first child, or maybe a last, or anyone in between, I have some wisdom and encouragement to share.

family in front of fountain in Aix en Provence, France
Me and some of my people in Aix en Provence, southern France.

First, and this is encouraging only in the sense of commiseration, leaving your kid in a dorm room is hard. There’s no way around it.

Yes, you are happy for them. Yes, you want them to be independent, productive adults. Yes, this is part of the normal maturing process. But it’s DIFFERENT. And in the weeks of late August and September, little reminders poke you in the heart every day.  The bedroom is empty. The seat at the dinner table – vacant. The house is one child quieter, the grocery list a little shorter.

I have two vivid memories from the wake of child #1 leaving. First, my friend Caroline saying (because her first child left at the same time), “They have lives now that we won’t know about.” That seems obvious, even healthy, but after spending 18 years clothing, bathing, feeding and interacting with a person every day, a Mom feels the absence of that person with painful clarity.

Second, a few days after child #1 left, child #3 wanted to move out of the bedroom he was sharing with child #4. That meant cleaning child #1’s photos, books, and mementos out of the room.  I took a deep breath and tackled the bulletin board first. The tears started violently and immediately. I mean ugly crying, with snot dripping down my chin and a little bit of hyperventilation. Child #3 didn’t quite know what to do with me. With the removal of every thumb tack and photo, the sobbing resumed.

Eventually, I got the room in order. Eventually, I didn’t cry so much. Child #1 had lots of fun at college. He made great friends, tackled leadership positions, and designed a lot of computer gizmos. (I try to keep up with all of the computer engineering lingo, but I’ll keep it basic here.) About two years into his college career, child #1 gave a presentation about his faith walk, and I got to witness it. While he talked, a realization hit me. My child could not have gotten to where he was without leaving me. I could not give him the things he needed in order to blossom, but other people and places could. And he was better for it.

Again, it sounds obvious and basic, right? But for me, it was a huge revelation. A huge step forward in my growth in the ability to let go, trust the process, and fret less. (Ironically, as I write this, child #3 is playing “Let It Be” on the piano.)

Life is definitely different with older kids, but not worse. Before child #1 left, I worried about communication, even tried to enforce a weekly phone call requirement, but that wasn’t received well. With time, we established a regular rhythm of communication that worked well for both of us, and that healthy pattern of communication remains intact today. This week, he’s off with friends in the western states, and he called me yesterday, “just to check in.” That is good. That is healthy.

My world hasn’t shrunk because my children are launching. It has expanded. Because of them, I have traveled to Europe, learned a little conversational French, tried my hand at Pinochle. I’ve discussed interesting ideas about policy, world history, and management styles. I know what a GUI is. And, I’ve met more people, seen more places, and grown in my love and appreciation for my kids more than I thought I could.

Enjoying lunch at a cafe in Aix en Provence.

Change isn’t bad, it’s just different, and it is one of the few consistent aspects of life. The sooner we learn to roll with, instead of roll against, change, the healthier and happier we will all be. That goes for moms as well as the kids we love.

How do you adapt to the changes life brings?

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I give you reasons to hope

Image of Eisteddfod stage

I enjoyed a fabulous vacation in Europe this summer, which included the obvious benefits of time with family, many servings of pan au chocolate, and a three hour tour of The Louvre. But the best thing I got from my recent trip to France and the UK was completely unexpected: a renewed sense of hope. The people, places, and ideas I encountered brought fresh optimism to my heart.

In a time when many of us are struggling mentally and financially, and losing faith in our institutions and leadership, I want to share reasons to hope.  

First, a little perspective. Yes, America is skidding through a rough patch. We’re unhappy and argumentative, favoring division over discussion, and facing serious inflation. Things look bleak. But while I stood in a church in Wales built centuries before the American Revolutionary War, I grasped how young our country is.

Orante wood ceiling of St. Collen Anglican Church, Llangollen, Wales
The main portion of St. Collen Church, including this ornate wood ceiling, was built in the 13th century.

And, our country is certainly not the first to experience challenge and division. Walking the streets of Paris that were bloodied by The Reign of Terror during the chaotic years of the French Revolution made the current state of the United States seem relatively tame.  We humans have always tended toward power struggles and oppression. It’s not a great record, but it’s nothing new. Also not new: people prepared to combat the ugliest of human tendencies, to champion those without voices, and to call us all to higher moral ground. We have risen above chaos, tyranny, and war before, and we can do it again.

A great example of the triumph of human goodness was the Llangollen International Eisteddfod (music festival) that I attended in Wales. It’s kind of like our Chautauqua Arts Festival on a bigger scale. The people of Llangollen are very proud of their beautiful country and also quite proud of their eisteddfod. Organizers hosted the first Llangollen Eisteddfod in 1947 to promote unity after World War II. Groups from seven countries performed at that first festival alongside choirs from England, Scotland, and Wales. The idea was to facilitate harmony among countries via the common language of music. The Eisteddfod was a success and has been a standing tradition for the past 75 years.

The Llangollen Eisteddfod returned to in person performances this summer after switching to virtual festivities during the COVID pandemic, and we got to attend. Our family enjoyed performances from musicians and singers from Belgium, India, Austria, the Middle East, Kosovo, and the United Kingdom. During a particularly moving program, groups of school children with disabilities including autism and deafness sang a few songs. Then their director taught the audience how to sign the lyrics to “True Colors” by Cyndi Lauper, and we all performed it together. I got goose bumps as I sang and signed these words with hundreds of other people: “I see your true colors shining through. I see your true colors, and that’s why I love you. So don’t be afraid to let them show. Your true colors are beautiful, like a rainbow.”

Musicians perform at the Llangollen Eisteddfod
I got to watch a very special person perform. 🙂
Kurdish dancers dressed in costume and dancing m at the Llangollen Eisteddfod
Kurdish dancers perform

The atmosphere at the festival was positive and inclusive, celebrating diversity and embracing differences. The logo for the festival is a dragon (the symbol of Wales) merged with a harp. The motto for the festival is: “Blessed is a world that sings; gentle are its songs.” It filled my soul to be around so many people dedicated to inclusion and peace. There was also some really yummy Welsh ice cream with “flake” (aka, a stick of chocolate). Sadly, I couldn’t bring any of that back, but I do have a dragon sitting on my bookshelf.

Image of Eisteddfod stage
The Eisteddfod stage was decorated with hundreds of flowers. The Welsh words circling the dragon/harp symbol say: Blessed is a world that sings and gentle are its songs.

You can learn more about the Llangollen Eisteddfod at https://international-eisteddfod.co.uk/.

What have you done/ seen/ experienced this summer to give you new reasons to hope?

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Blessed is a world that sings

Sorry it’s been so long without a Word Nerd post! I’ve been busy with the chaos of child number 3 graduating from high school and prepping for college. I’ve also had the pleasure of enjoying a long trip to Europe.

During my travels, I discovered plenty to share about, including some wonderful books and some fascinating insights about history, sustainability, and hope. I’ll start sharing those next week. In the meantime, I leave you with some lovely words and images from one stop of my journey.

More soon!

Blessed is the world that sings; gentle are its songs.

The words on this trophy are Welsh; they mean “Blessed is the world that sings; gentle are its songs.”
Picture of castle ruins in Llangollen, Wales
The ruins of Castle Dinas Bran in Llangollen, Wales.

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