In YY’s Chinese textbook, there was a passage where a mom praised her son for doing a good job. Then right after that compliment, she added “Please work harder next time.” The immediate reaction of the whole class to this passage was that the mom was so mean: why did she ask him to work harder if he’d done a good job?
Clearly, the textbook wasn’t written with the American audience in mind.
I’ve been so used to the Huggies way of doing things (taking it off by peeling off the tabs on the side)that I was at a loss the other day, when MM pooped in a Pampers pull-up pants, which didn’t have detachable tabs. Turned out all you needed to do to take it off was tear off the sides. No other tricks involved. But it would never have occurred to me to do that had I not read the instructions printed on the bag.
My world is my home. Here, you will find recordings of and musings over my domesticated existence. Most of the happenings are trivial, but they are what I’m made up of. Through these posts, hopefully, they will leave a trace behind, like ripples on a cool lake on a lazy summer afternoon.
