Quandary
Pride is a terrible thing. You’re meant to have it but you can’t have too much. How the hell can you tell where the line is so you don’t cross over?
Yesterday’s an example: Sunday dinner with all the relatives. The inevitable question: “How’ve you been doing at school?”
I could blow my own horn and say I’ve been made captain of the hockey team but I know Cousin George just got dropped in his favourite sport.
So I say, “I think I’ll need some tutoring in French (George’s forte).”
Mum murmurs, “I’m so proud of his diplomacy!”
Susan Cornford
It is amazing how much a writer can pack into 100 words.
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