Today as I was driving Lola to school, she asked me what a metaphor was. It was especially pleasing for me to get a question I could actually answer, and I delved into metaphors and similes, making up some and quoting famous ones. "The fog crept in on little cat feet" went over well, but Lolz balked at "Shall I compare thee to a summer day."
"Summer days are hot," said Lola disapprovingly. She and her sister, native San Franciscans, prefer a cool, foggy day. For Lola, Shakespeare was an idiot.
"NEWSFLASH, LOLA: you and Iris are not normal. YOU ARE NOT TYPICAL."
Lola did not take the point. A new insult has been found: comparing someone to a summer day. Those are fighting words, all right!
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