people just stand around and look at it and no one sings or tells a story
“If I had the money I could buy a torch and read till dawn. In
America a torch is called a flashlight. A biscuit is called a cookie, a
bun is a roll. Confectionery is pastry and minced meat is ground. Men
wear pants instead of trousers and they’ll even say this pant leg is
shorter than the other which is silly. When I hear them saying pant leg I
feel like breathing faster. The lift is an elevator and if you want a
WC or a lavatory you have to say bathroom even if there isn’t a sign of a
bath there. And no one dies in America, they pass away or they’re
deceased and when they die the body, which is called the remains, is
taken to a funeral home where people just stand around and look at it
and no one sings or tells a story or takes a drink and then it’s taken
away in a casket to be interred. They don’t like saying coffin and they
don’t like saying buried. They never say graveyard. Cemetery sounds
nicer.”
―
Frank McCourt,
'Tis
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