The backstory: I’m helping with homework. Phonics is on the agenda and we are reviewing short and long vowel sounds. I’m confused about which words are compound words. It’s a temporary condition, my confusion, but the boy seizes on my weakness.
Mama: Just a minute, honey, I need to think.
JT: Are you saying you don’t know what a compound word is? AND YOU CALL YOURSELF A TEACHER?
Mama: I teach history and government, we don’t really talk about compound words.
JT: Well I hope not, since you don’t know what they are.
Exposed for the fraud that I am.