Just a few transcripts from yesterday. Out of the mouth of babes, as they say. . . .
Guess who’s learning about metaphors in English?
Thomas: (at 6:30 am, spooning juicy grapefruit sections into his mouth) Eating grapefruit is a metaphor for going in a pool.
Me: How do you mean?
Thomas: I always think I’m not going to like it, that it will be too sour, but once I start eating it, I like it. Like swimming. The water’s so cold I don’t want to go in. But once, I’m in, it’s, like, really fun.
Ben: Did you know the biggest muscle. . . . no wait, maybe it’s the strongest muscle. . . anyway, it’s the Bootius Maximus.
Me: The what?
Ben: Bootius Maximus.
Me: You mean Gluteus Maximus?
Ben: No, (saying it slowly now), BOOO-TEEE-US MAX-I-MUS
Me: It’s actually called the Gluteus Maximus, Ben.
Ben: Really? Are you sure?
Me: Yes. I’m sure.
Ben: But I thought, you know. . . Bootius Maximus, like sometimes people call it “booty”, you know? How would Gluteus even make sense?