This week I burnt the beans.
This is what happens when you try to play a spirited game of badminton in the driveway with your child while cooking supper. Not only were we playing badminton, but we were working on his spelling words for the week; spelling one letter per hit: P-E-R-F-E-C-T.
I burnt the beans, and he still missed five out of ten words when he took a practice test that night, including the word “perfect.”
Here, the metaphor is pretty clear.
I scraped off the top layer of beans to salvage for supper, tossed the rest, and soaked the pan for two days.
My badmition partner only missed four words tonight. He still missed “perfect.”
No matter how you spell it, nobody is perfect. But sometimes you need to hear it.
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