Mom took a deep breath and began to read aloud:
I wonder how many of my readers have ever sat upon an ottoman. If you have, you know that it . . .
“What’s an ottoman, Mom?” six-year-old Stacy interrupted.
“If you listen, it will explain . . . ” Mom began.
“It sounds like a super hero: Otto-Man!” eight-year-old Nathan chimed in with a grin.
“I wonder what his super power would be?” Stacy added. “Maybe he would . . . ”
“Let’s get back to the story and see what an ottoman really is,” directed Mom, and she picked up where she had left off.
. . . you know that it is a soft, round, tufted stool, comfortable for resting your feet, especially a father’s feet after a long day spent hard at work. . . .
“Dad doesn’t put his feet up after he gets home from work,” mentioned Nathan.
“It sounds something like a footstool,” said Stacy. “Why don’t they just say ‘footstool’?”
“What time is Dad getting home tonight, anyway?” asked Nathan.
Mom plowed ahead.
. . . I fancy you may wonder how it got such a funny name. Well, when . . .
“I didn’t say it was a funny name,” explained Stacy. “I just wondered why they didn’t use the name ‘footstool.’ After all, that’s what it is, and . . . ”
Mom tried to redirect focus.
. . . when the furniture maker began making this new kind of footstool . . .
“There you go,” interjected Nathan. “They just said it was a footstool.”
“Oh, good,” replied Stacy. “But I still wonder why they didn’t just say that in the first place. Why did they call it an ottoman?”
“You are about to find out,” sighed Mother, “if you will just listen.”
. . . he called it an “ottoman” because its shape reminded him of the round hats worn by officials in the Ottoman Empire. . . .
“Sailors wear round hats too,” added Stacy.
Mom shut the book.
I'm so pleased you are reading Higher Education! Click on the post title to leave a comment.Teresa (Tracy) Dear