As a writer, I know words are important. I also know that language evolves and words change. Still — shouldn’t a berry be a berry? No matter the year, the century, the country or the language, shouldn’t a person be confident knowing that something labled ‘berry’ is actually what the label says?
Nope! Doesn’t happen!
Avacados are technically berries. When I read that, I couldn’t believe it. I looked it up. Then I looked up the definition of a berry. And that’s when I learned that everything I thought I knew about berries was wrong.
According to the scientific definition, a berry is a single, round fleshy fruit with a seed or seeds that’s produced from a single ovary.
So — grapes are berries. So are tomatoes, cucumbers, eggplants and bananas.
What are NOT berries? Strawberries. Raspberries. Blackberries. Mulberries. In spite of their names, none of them are technically berries.
How did things get so screwed up? Who named everything, anyway? And why didn’t they check (like I did) before getting carried away and coming up with names that were all wrong?
Oh me, oh my! My life will never be the same.
After all, I’m a writer and words are the coin of my business and I just learned that some of those words are — well — wrong.
I’ll bet whoever named those non-berries wasn’t a writer.