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C is for Circumlocution
'Circumlocution' is to use many words to be persuasive or vague.
"Hermione! Could you come here for a moment," Mrs Granger called from the living room.
Hermione, dressed in her favourite yellow dress, followed her mother's voice. Her feet were too small for her shoes, as she tripped on the way over.
"Yes, mummy," Hermione said.
"Can you tell mummy, why all the books on the bookcase are now all over the floor?" Mrs Granger asked, as she pointed to the mess on the carpet.
Hermione felt guilty. She had been playing with her mother's books. She only wanted to be a big girl and read the large words like her parents. She thought they would be happy, if she could read like them. Except her mother was now mad at her for leaving all the books out.
Hermione didn't want to be yelled at and looked up imploringly at her mother. When she acted cute, she usually got what she wanted.
"I'm waiting Hermione," Mrs Granger scolded.
It didn't work. Hermione had to come up with an excuse but she couldn't lie to her mother. It was wrong to tell fibs.
"I might know what happened, mummy," Hermione answered.
"You might know?" Questioned Mrs Granger.
"The books were read and left on the floor."
"I can see that. I just want to know who read them."
Hermione smiled.
"It might or might not be, I can't be positively sure, I'd have to check again, the probability is uncertain that it could have been me," Hermione beamed.
Mrs Granger looked shocked. Did her little girl learn all those big words?
"However I saw Daddy in here earlier. Maybe you should ask him!"
Hermione hugged her mother's leg, then giggled as she ran away. Mrs Granger was left wondering what happened. Hermione was a smart girl.