[My riff on the popular children’s books, for my scientist husband, and for anyone who loves an interpreter.]
If you give an interpreter a word, one that sounds interesting, that catches her attention, it will bounce around in her mind for a while, doing cartwheels and backflips. You’ll hear her repeat it to herself aloud (sometimes really aloud), sing-songy, with no context, probably in multiple languages, in languages she may not really speak, probably while she’s fixing dinner or curling her hair or pouring wine or wandering around the house while she should be doing something “productive”.
After a while, it may try your patience. Continue reading “If You Give An Interpreter a Word”