Feb. 7th, 2010
As we were walking home from school:
Evangeline: Billy in my class thought I was going to be picked up by my dad, and I said no, I know you're not my dad because my dad... it's a boy, not a girl!
Me: HE's a boy, honey.
Evangeline: Who's a boy?
Me: Your fa- I mean, you should say he's a boy, not it's a boy, we don't usually say "it" when talking about people.
Evangeline: No, if I said he's a boy they'd know he's a he. So I have to say it's a boy.
Can't argue with that logic, I suppose!
Evangeline: Billy in my class thought I was going to be picked up by my dad, and I said no, I know you're not my dad because my dad... it's a boy, not a girl!
Me: HE's a boy, honey.
Evangeline: Who's a boy?
Me: Your fa- I mean, you should say he's a boy, not it's a boy, we don't usually say "it" when talking about people.
Evangeline: No, if I said he's a boy they'd know he's a he. So I have to say it's a boy.
Can't argue with that logic, I suppose!
Re-reading Making Money today.
Feb. 7th, 2010 01:30 am"Trolls don't have a word for machismo in much the same way that puddles don't have a word for water."
Do you think that's a variant of the "Eskimos have 20 zillion words for snow" line? (BTW - they don't by any sensible view of the word (no more than we do, certainly), and it wouldn't matter if they did.)
Do you think that's a variant of the "Eskimos have 20 zillion words for snow" line? (BTW - they don't by any sensible view of the word (no more than we do, certainly), and it wouldn't matter if they did.)