kingbird on fence
Journal of a Sabbatical


March 23, 1999


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Copyright © 1999, Janet I. Egan


The kids got Furbies. Furbys? What is the plural of Furby? Each one got one. They talk to each other. They talk to me. One of them calls me AJ. Even my mother thinks it said AJ. Maybe AJ is some weird epithet in Furbish.

Are the kids speaking Furbish? Andrea asks my mother "did you remember to put the butter in your hearing aid?" Grandma is understandably puzzled. I heard butter. Lizzy heard butter. Perhaps we all need batteries in our hearing aids?