Thursday, September 14, 2006
mo' freshmen, mo' problems: vol. 2
Behold, a conversation held today between myself and a 13-year-old kid named D. The subject: Pulitzer prize-winning literature.

D:
(holding up a copy of Jeffrey Eugenides' Middlesex, pulled from a shelf of my classroom library) Hey. Is this a good book?

Me:
Yes. Actually, it's an excellent book. One of my favorites, in fact.

D:
(smiling suspiciously) Can I borrow it? I think I want to read it.

Me: (frowning) You do know it's not about sex, right?

D: Yeah, I know. I read the back cover. (giggling) It's about a hermaphrodite.

Me: Well, sort of. The protagonist is a hermaphrodite. But it's not only about hermaphrodites; it's also about the history of Detroit.

(pause)


Me: D, do you know what a hermaphrodite is?

D:
(giggling) Yeah. (giggles some more)

Me: (deciding against prompting him for a definition) D, what do you think your parents are going to think about you reading this book?

D: They don't care what I read.

(pause)


D: It's pretty big, though. Do you think it's at my reading level?

Me: Well, you know, it did win a Pulitzer prize.

D: So what's that mean, it's hard?

Me: Let's just say that it's probably meant for adults.

D: (his smile widens, undoubtedly because he assumes that by "adult" I mean "pornographic") Okay. I'm going to sign it out, alright? (giggling fit reaches it's peak)

Me: Okay, D. You let me know how it works out for you.


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