Let's face that English is a crazy language !
We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes, but the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes.
One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese, yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You may find alone mouse or a nest full of mice, yet the plural of house is houses, not hice.
If the plural of man is always called men, why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?
There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple.
And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham?
If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught?
If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?
We speak of a brother and also of brethren, but though we say mother, we never say methren.
Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him, But imagine the feminine: she, shis and shim!
In what other language do people recite at a play and play at a recital?
We ship by truck but send cargo by ship. We have noses that run and feet that smell.
We park in a driveway and drive in a parkway.
And how can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?
The plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't booth "beeth".
When the alarm goes "off", it means it's "on".
Why is 'quicksand' always slow ?
And in closing, if Father is Pop, how come Mother's not Mop?
Sometimes I think all the folks who grew up speaking English should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane.