"say these like it's nothing. Teachers will say, "Obviously in the childlike actions taken by the innocent half-wit Lennie, you can see Steinbeck's extraordinary literary blah blah blah," and you're supposed to go along. I go along because what else can you do? But I can't go along when kids bungle a book report and smack their heads and say, "I'm such a retard." Or when someone messes up on the parallel bars in gym, and on the mats below someone else calls out, "What a retard." You're supposed to agree that, yes, that would be as bad as getting thrown out of the human race. You're supposed to laugh. I never laugh. I just stare sharply and say, "My sister's retarded."