Yesterday morning was rainy, and one of my male students proudly showed everyone his Sesame Street
umbrella-- which I found shocking, as I would never be caught dead holding an umbrella-- they make me think of Mary Poppins and
Singin' in the Rain, neither of which are particularly manly . . . and I am all man (except when I
roller-blade) but I canvassed the class and found that most of the kids-- male and female-- were umbrella users, and quite a few had umbrellas on their person . . . and so I tried to explain my deep-seated emotions about umbrellas to them: first, if you don't use an umbrella, it's scary to walk by someone wielding an umbrella because you are in danger of getting your eye poked out by one of the vanes; second, an inattentive umbrella user might pour water on you; third, bad luck is certain to anyone who opens an umbrella indoors, yet kids find it irresistible, not only to open them, but also to twirl them; and fourth (and the root of my unbridled umbrellism) is that a man looks patently absurd while carrying one-- either opened or closed-- and he should either wear a hat or a hooded rain jacket and deal with the weather.
2 comments:
Three out of your four justifications for your anti-umbrella stance involve fear and the fourth is that you don't want to look absurd to others which could be interpreted as a type of fear, so is your point that you're too wimpy to carry an umbrella?
isn't that pretty much the point of all my sentences?
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