“Your grandmother and I are going out to dinner,” I said to my teenage daughter, Lisa. “Do you want to join us?” “No way,” she answered grumpily. “I'm going to stay home and study.” That evening my mother asked if Lisa was feeling well. “She's okay,” I said, “just a little cranky.” “Intelligent children can be very temperamental,” my mother sighed. “I am lucky that you didn't have that problem.”
我對(duì)我十幾歲的女兒麗莎說(shuō):“我和你姥姥一起出去吃晚飯,你要不要和我們一起去?”她煩躁地回答:“我才不去呢。我呆在家里學(xué)習(xí)。”那天晚上我媽問(wèn)我麗莎是不是生病了。我說(shuō):“沒(méi)有。她只是脾氣有點(diǎn)壞?!蔽覌寚@了一口氣說(shuō):“聰明的孩子會(huì)喜怒無(wú)常。我很幸運(yùn),你沒(méi)有那樣的問(wèn)題。”