Yesterday I was working on some new vocabulary words with one of my students. She quickly scanned the list, and from time to time I heard her mutter one of the words under her breath.
“Bargain…department store…size…oh, and there’s the gay man’s section.”
“What?!” I asked, apparently having missed that particular term during my own perusal of the list.
“Jenny,” she replied, in a tone designed to convey that, truly, my stupidity was beyond her ability to comprehend, “it’s synthetic fabrics.”