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Two factors intersected to produce today's post. 1) The seven-year old came home with one of those "nobody likes me, everybody hates me, I might as well eat dirt" attitudes, because she wasn't picked to distribute cupcakes; and 2) We're reading C. S. Lewis's Preface to Paradise Lost in my summer course. Lewis distinguishes between popular and court poetry. For him, popular is truly "of the people," rather than "beloved of the people."
For the seven-year old, the definition appears to be "recognized as worthy irrespective of one's attitude toward the people." I would hazard a guess that this definition arises from the characterization of adolescents on tv, where the "popular" tend to be both admired and despised without evidence of any inherent worthiness.
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oh the traumas of a 7 year old T-T I remember when those were the only concerns of my life...
Regardless, I think Lucy is stellar and her class mate is silly to ever think otherwise... although I have a feeling Lucy is either plotting vengeance or taking it out on the dog =P I wish you the best of luck!
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