There used to be a time when any piece of paper whose purpose was to clean I called a tissue. Now depending on the location in my house it is present in, it has a different name, and when somebody refers to a paper napkin as tissue, I cringe. I cannot bring myself to say the word “rubber” any more. I call it the eraser, even in my mind.
What is surprising about this whole thing to me is that within a relatively short time, under complete immersion (in that to everybody else in my environment that fat purple vegetable is an eggplant), with no conscious effort, our brain adjusts and rewires so that we start thinking that way too! Adaptability thy name is the human brain?
3 comments:
How long has it been since u called the trunk the boot... better still dickie (ROFL)
So true!
@ AB: I once called the hood a bonnet and got laughed at to glory...! And I still think of it as "dickie" when I think in tamil I think...
@ Tangled: Good to see you here dear. I was gone for a while and untangledtee disappeared! Everything is ok I hope...
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