The Secret Lopangopagope of Seventh grade Girls
I was never any good at foreign languages. In High School I took Latin. Why they taught a dead language I’ll never know. No one speaks Latin, it’s DEAD! Well, I was told if you wanted to be an engineer, a doctor or a lawyer you needed to understand Latin.
Bull dinky! Maybe you had to learn a few Latin phrases, or words or terms, but learn to speak or read Latin? The guidance counselor in high school was wrong! It was and is STUPID to learn Latin. Might as well learn calculus to be able to drive a bus.
Anyway, I was never any good at foreign languages. I have never understood Spanish, German, Russian, or Woman. That’s right, women have their own language that men have never understood. It is a complicated language where words have different meaning depending on the time, or place it is used, or the body language that accompanies it.
As much trouble as I have understanding women, in junior high the girls, or the women to be, spoke a language within their own secret Woman language.
The girls spoke “OP.” I only remembered this language as recently on an old Carol Burnett TV rerun, she was asked to speak “Op.” She ripped of a few sentences and Mrs. C was flabbergasted.
“What the heck was that.”
“OP, you never learned OP?”
No, what was it?”
“It was a secret 13-year-old girl language where you put an ‘op’ before every vowel. My name, Joe, was Jop o op e.”
“Get out!”
“No, really, it was a thing.”
After some research on the internet I learned that on “The Big Bang Theory” a popular TV show, there was an episode where they spoke “Ubbi Dubbi” where they used “UB” instead of “OP.”
I remember those days when the girls would yack away in “OP” and we boys had no idea what they were talking about. At some point, even though we learned the method, we did not even try. It seemed only the girls could rattle on in “OP” like it was their natural language, while we all had trouble with Pig Latin.
My ears did perk up a bit when I heard the only word I understood, “J op o op e.”
Anyway, that’s all I’ve got. I never understood “OP” and I never understood why the girls spoke it, hell the boys didn’t even understand the girls when they spoke “Woman.”
Another skill I remember those 13 YO girls had, they could lip read. The girls could carry on a conversation several rows over in class. The teacher never knew it, and only the other girls knew what was being said.
All my life I have been told by women, “You don’t listen!”
“Well Hell, why listen when I don’t speak your language?”
Stay safe everyone, and
Wopash yopoopur fopekopin hopands!
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