Welcome to day seven of Things in Scots!—a fun collaboration with my husband, Jez (Mind an gie Jez’s post a keek.)
This post is inspired by a comment left by Chris. She mentioned a couple of her fave Scots words, one of which is one of mine. That word is stookie.
What Does Stookie Mean?
Stookie means several things, but the first meaning that springs to mind—for me, at least—is a plaster cast.
Other meanings for stookie:
- A plaster statue
- A slow-witted, dull person
- Standing motionless
- To hit hard
- Headbutt (This isn’t in the Dictionar o the Scots Leid, but it was a common meaning when I was a kid.)
- Stookies: A game where you have to stand like a statue while others prod, pull, and tease you into reacting. I also remember a version where we ran around until the person who was “it” told us to freeze, and the first to move became “it.”
Ah’m gonnae stookie ye!In Inglis: I’m going to headbutt you!
If you want to ken the Scots for anything, just ask in the comments section.
Thenks fur stoapin by, and hae a wunnerfu day.
13 thoughts on “Things in Scots #7: Stookie”
I ken that stookie 😁
Let’s hope we dinnae see wan oan ye again.
I myriad of meanings then!
I’d forgotton some of them.😀
We had a game where you had to freeze but can’t remember the name
Jez said they had the same game in North Yorkshire; they called it Statues.
Nope not that here. I’ll remember one day…………..one day 😀
That day will be about three weeks from now…at 2:13 am 😳
Why always at stupid o’clock do things come into the brain 🙂
Because our brains are evil. 😄 (Or, according to a neurologist I read, it’s when the human brain is asleep and our more powerful, chimp brain is in charge.) So, evil.
johnjohnston: @SusanB a great word. I remember teaching The Dashing White Sergeant to my class of 11 year olds in Glasgow. I would call “1,2,3 nod” they had great delight in chanting “1, 2, 3, Stookie!” via micro.blog
SusanB: @johnjohnston I bet that didn’t get old, ever. On a side note, I loved learning The Dashing White Sergeant when I was in primary school. It made me giddy—still does, to be honest. via micro.blog