‘What is pms? ’ I heard my daughter’s voice, full of uncertainty and worry, from behind.“ What is pms? ’ I repeated slowly, paying extra careful heed to the articulation of each and every sound.
‘Well, I must say, I don’t know’, I replied honestly thinking to myself“ How would I know that, for God’s sake? ’. My daughter stood irresolute for a while, seemingly overwhelmed with my ignorance and lack of elementary knowledge. Then, she asked shyly: ‘Where can I find some information about it? ’. ‘You can try looking it up in some kind of an encyclopedia, I suppose. I will help you’. And so, we went to her room together, she started her computer while I waited sitting on the edge of the bed. ‘What is pms? ’, the question was on my brain all the time. I could have sworn that I had heard it somewhere, but at that moment I could not think of the time or the circumstances at all. My daughter typed the whole question ‘what is pms? ’ into the google browser and it returned tons of links with information about it. We read them and we finally know now the answer to the question: ‘what is pms? ’.
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