The Death of Imagination

This reminds me of an anecdote from an Ashkenazi author about being stumped for a word in class. His teacher held up a common household utensil and asked if anyone could name it. "I knew my mother called it a 'spatula'," he relates, "but for the life of me I couldn't remember the English name."

I trust you're doing what you can to make certain that Little S doesn't have it any easier than you did.