A few days ago I overheard my small grandson doing his arithmetic homework. “Three plus one, the son of a bitch is four,” he was saying. “Three plus two, the son of a bitch is five. Three plus three, the son of a bitch is six.” And so on.
Horrified, I asked him where on earth he had picked up that language. “Oh, that’s the way they teach us at school,” he replied.
The following day, I went to see his teacher and asked her about it. At first she was equally horrified, then her face broke into a grin. “I get it!” she cried. “We teach the children to say ‘Three plus one, the sum of which is four. Three plus two, the sum of which is five.’”
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