So my 9 year old daughter has a super high reading level. Her school tested her and produced a list of books that would be appropriate for her level over the summer. Among the list of books was Wuthering Heights, Jane Eyre, and Cry, the Beloved Country. I naturally thought ‘no way’. I took our book of complete works of Bronte and gave it to her and said “start with Wuthering Heights and let me know what your thoughts are”. She did and told me that the book was like a dictionary and she had a hard time following the sentence structure. I decided to read it aloud to her to see if it would help her understanding.
Hours later that day Bella turned to John, my husband, and asked “Dad, how big does a bitch get”? Johns face was priceless. I just cracked up laughing because the word is used correctly in Wuthering Heights and so Bella thought she would try to use it correctly as well. We told her that bitches come in all sizes and it’s the big ones to beware of.