the other day, my niece was pulling things out of her school bag, showing me the cards she had received from classmates, the christmas art projects she had made and the treats and small gifts she had been given by her teachers. as she produced various things from the bag she announced to me what each item was.
her: "and this is a santa card i made with cotton and paper"
me: "oooh, lovely! well done!"
her: "and these are cards from sam, nancy and olivia"
me: "very nice of your friends to give you holiday cards!"
her: "and this is a reindeer notebook. and a rubber."
me: "oh, how nice - wait, what?!"
her: "i said it's a rubber. anyway, here's another--"
me: "hold on. one second. what is that last one again?"
her: (sighing with exasperation and annoyance) "IT. IS. A. RUBBER."
me: "i'm going to need to see this."
and she proceeded to toss me the item in question. a rubber, indeed. apparently here in england a rubber is what the kids call rubber erasers. dirty, dirty tia get your mind out of the gutter!