Anglophone Aficionado Exudes Infatuation With English Language Number 1

Versus me (chilling as an outsize ego freezer) profusely perspiring and heavily panting experiencing one after another stuff whet dreams are made frolicking in autumn mist (think Maxfield Parrish painting) while skirt chasing and playfully tackling, a gamesome gamine with verve mercilessly coquettish ingenue "precociously seductive" overgrown Lolita wannabe. Solitude and introvertedness mebbe made more manifest destiny courtesy severe nasal notable twang (otherwise known as split uvula) yours truly wittingly drew taunts and unutterable pang to escape being bullied as scapegoat entering magical world of mine imagination fostered learning about all creatures great and small by age appropriate books. Logophile lusts ever stronger after twenty six letter combinations (analogously surrendering to mistress) that yield an estimated 171,146 words currently in use in the English language; according to the Oxford English Dictionary, an additional 47,156 obsolete words exist. I luxuriate engrossed with choice reading material and out of desperation to slake insatiable thirst (to discern syllabification) yours truly doth read aloud intently hearing cadence of vowels and consonants. Up until I entered six grade (at Henry Kline elementary - a one classroom per grade - school) classmates bullied, derided, and feigned to hammer - jabbing leering, nasty pimping ragout as a rule which boyhood self of mine availed a perfect bullseye target with combination of diminutiveness, being painfully quiet, essentially remaining mum the entire day except when called upon to answer question thence utterance emanating between lips produced and emitted a strong nasal sound to boot grist for the mill sans malice meted, mimicked, and mocked mashup of mine warped congestion.