"I'm glad I"m not in school right now," said Stella upon her return from outside. "It'd be miserable doing PE in this weather."
"They wouldn't let you," I said. "Just like they have a floor temperature in the winter, below which you can't do outdoor PE--"
"--40 degrees--" she reminded me.
"--they'd have a ceiling temperature. Like, above 90 degrees you'd have to stay inside in the air conditioning. Now, when I was a girl...." I trailed off there, because it's a running joke in this house for grownups to talk about The Olden Days. I was thinking back to the half of my childhood that I spent in New Orleans, tearing around outside in ridiculous heat and humidity. Indoor recess was not a thing at Ella Dolhonde Elementary School.
"Don't you mean when you were a lattice?" Stella asked.
"...a...lattice?" I echoed, totally perplexed.
"You know how men say, 'When I was a lad'? So weren't you a lad-ess?"
"A lass," I reminded her. "The word you want there is lass."
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