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The Fall Of The Dictionary King

Jimmy was king of the Spelling Bee at Wordsworth Grammar.

They said he read a dictionary every night. He said “If it’s English, I can spell it.”

Only Kate was unimpressed. “Don’t be silly. No-one can do that.”

“You mean you can’t do that,” Jimmy replied. “But you’re an idiot.”

So for the next Bee, Kate studied. And struggled. Jimmy was a jerk, but he could spell.


“Schadenfreude,” said the announcer. “Schadenfreude.”

Jimmy paused at the mic, beads of sweat on his forehead.

“Ah… Schadenfreude,” he said. “S… er…”

Kate sat forward. Oh, this was going to be good.


Rather obviously, I suspect, the prompt here was ‘schadenfreude’.

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