Giving Thanks for Commas

When we pause in late November to reflect upon the many things for which we are thankful, periods, commas, and exclamation points are probably not the first things that leap to mind. But we should not take these humble punctuation marks so much for granted—That, at least, is the lesson of Babble! and How Punctuation Saved It, a charming little book by Caroline Adderson, whimsically illustrated by Roman Muradov.

Aimed at children—though I hasten to add, thinking of the many college papers I have graded over the years, not only at children—the book begins like this: “In a village called Babble in a once upon a time country there were people who lived in confusion when they talked to each other they could not tell the difference between what they were saying and what they were thinking all the words just ran together” (sic, it goes without saying). It is a little difficult to know where exactly to end that quote, for obvious reasons, but you get the idea. The frustrated and bewildered villagers, who say everything “in the same flat monotonous voice,” are helpless until one day a young girl shows up with a small bag around her neck.

From the bag she proceeds to release, one after another, a series of puzzling little items: first a period, then a question mark, then quotation marks, then an exclamation point, and finally, last but not least, a comma (which does double duty as an apostrophe when raised above the letters). As the villagers learn to use these mysterious gifts, their speech gradually acquires order and clarity, they become intelligible to each other, and real life in community—such as the celebratory feast they have near the book’s end—becomes possible for the first time. The evidence that humans are political animals, Aristotle famously argued at the beginning of his Politics, is that we have reason and speech. Perhaps he ought to have said reason, speech, and punctuation.

Adderson and Muradov nicely incorporate some humorous twists into their engaging compositional fable. At one point a little girl falls into a river. She is on the verge of drowning and cannot make her cries for help heard. Fortunately, the strange visitor unearths an exclamation point from her sack in the nick of time, supplying the girl’s shouts with some extra volume so that they rise above the din. Similarly, both cannibalism and “catibalism” threaten to disrupt the villagers’ feast when it appears that some people intend to eat not only Grandpa but also their cats. At just the right moment, however, the comma rides to the rescue, cleverly dispelling ambiguity with its abilities to signal direct address and separate items in a list.

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