If I Were a Carpenter June 17, 2007
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I recently built a bookcase.
Let’s dissect this sentence, shall we?
I - this one is obvious, we’re talking about me.
recently - again, easy and obvious, an event in the recent past: last Tuesday.
built - ah, here is where the problem lies. Built is a verb and means to form by combining materials or parts; construct. This means that I made something. Me. Made. Formed. With materials and parts. Me. Built.
a bookcase – a case in which books reside.
I’m puzzled by this sentence. From reading it one would gather that I am a capable and competent handyman which couldn’t be further from the truth. I needed to do a little grammatical digging.
Diagramming the sentence was not helpful and took several hours:

In addition to not understanding this sentence or its diagram, I think I accidentally invented an isotope.
Saying “I recently built a bookcase” garners a certain sort of recognition. “Oh, you must be so good with your hands,” one might respond if I told them of my latest project. Or, “Heavens! A bookcase? Are you mad? How dangerous and thrilling!”
I guarantee I would not receive this kind of glowing admiration if I told the truth. A sentence closer to the truth would be: “I recently bought a kit in a cardboard box that had a bunch of pieces that I assembled into a bookcase, for my books.” Or “I recently built a bookcase and it only took me three tries and four hours to put it together.” I realize that might seem like a long time, but the directions that came in the box were miles above my reading level: insert A into B while screwing C to E and F and hum “Midnight Train to Georgia” while stapling D to your left thigh. And presto I was left with this –

An array of wood as jumbled as my isotope sentence. It doesn’t look pretty, but my books are happy and so am I.
[...] EXPLANATION: Drills, belt sanders, and sundry tools with built-in speakers. Use them and they remind you, in so many words, “You are a useful man. You are powerful. This tool could drill through your son’s skull, and yet you use it to make this mighty bookcase.” [...]