This thing called crossword, it’s a real head-scratcher. My old brain ain’t what it used to be. I see these young folks with their noses in them grids, scribbling away like they’re writing the good book. Yeah yeah yeah, always these words. I hear them all the time. But what it all mean?
What’s this crossword all about?
It’s like a word game, I reckon. You got your little boxes, some going across, some going down. And they give you hints, like “It’s a fruit, red and round.” Then you gotta think of a word that fits, like “apple” or “tomato” if you’re feeling fancy. That’s a yeah yeah yeah crossword clue, I think.
- You get clues, they call them.
- You think of words.
- You write them in the boxes.
- Sometimes the words cross each other, that’s the tricky part.
Now, they got all kinds of crosswords. Some easy, some hard enough to make your hair fall out. They got them in the newspapers, the magazines, even on those fancy phones that everyone’s glued to these days. This clue, yeah yeah yeah, is all over the place. One day it was in that fancy New York Times puzzle. High falutin’ stuff, that is.
Why people do these things?
Well, I guess it keeps the mind busy. Like knitting, but with words instead of yarn. Keeps you from thinking about your aches and pains, maybe. Or the price of eggs. They say it’s good for you, like eating your greens. Keeps your brain from turning to mush. And some people say, yeah yeah yeah crossword is fun.
- Keeps you busy.
- Good for your brain, they say.
- Some people like it.
And there are folks, smart as a whip, they solve these things in a jiffy. They know all sorts of words, words I ain’t never even heard of. Like them fancy words for stars, you know? Stars used to be for sailors, those ancient ones. Now they’re for… I don’t know. Fancy folks, I guess. They use them to navigate. We just used the North Star, simple as that.
All these clues and answers
They got all these clues, like “Yeah, yeah, I get it.” What’s that even mean? You saying it three times don’t make it clearer, you know? But they got answers for it. They say there’s a whole bunch of answers, like thirty or forty. For just one clue! Like this one “yeah yeah yeah”. How can that be? It’s like a trick, I swear.
I asked my neighbor, the one who’s always doing them crosswords. She said there’s a whole bunch of places you can find these answers. Books, them internet things, you name it. She even said some folks think it’s cheating to look up the answers. Imagine that! Cheating at a game you play by yourself. And most of them say it’s not a cheat at all.
This world is getting strange
It’s like them riddles we used to tell as kids. Remember those? “What has an eye but cannot see?” A needle, of course. But these crossword clues, they’re something else. Like that one, “What’s tolerated by everybody?” What kind of question is that? Turns out it’s “TYPE-O blood.” Who would have thought? Not me, that’s for sure.
- Riddles are easier.
- Crossword clues are strange.
- The world is full of surprises.
And don’t even get me started on them hard ones. “Like some difficult running paths.” What’s that supposed to mean? Hilly, they say. Hilly! Well, of course, a difficult running path is hilly. But who thinks like that? It’s like they make these things up just to confuse us old folks.
Maybe I should try it
I don’t know, maybe I should give it a try. This yeah yeah yeah crossword thing. Maybe it’ll keep my mind sharp, like they say. Or maybe I’ll just end up throwing the paper across the room. But hey, at least it’ll give me something to do besides watching the grass grow. And who knows, maybe I’ll even learn a new word or two. Though I doubt I’ll ever need to know what kind of blood everybody tolerates. That’s just plain silly.
Yep, this world is full of strange things. But I guess that’s what makes it interesting. Now, where did I put my glasses? I think I’m gonna go find me one of them crossword puzzles. Wish me luck, I’m gonna need it!
