My daughter and I were reading a book the other day. The story begins with two poor, young women who live in a cottage. One day they come across a destitute, old woman who is starving, so they give the old woman what little food they have. For their kindness, the woman gives the girls a mirror she had. When we tuned the page and saw an illustration of said mirror, my daughter had a problem:
Wait a minute. If she didn’t have food, how could she have that mirror? Did her mother give it to her? Why didn’t her mother just give her seventy dollars? We go to the grocery store all the time and it costs us twenty dollars and ninety-nine cents!
Putting aside the inaccuracies of our grocery bill, I have to say the girl has a point. But we are going to work on temporary suspension of disbelief so she can still enjoy most fiction (after all, she’s only 6 – there are going to be a lot of stories down the line that don’t leap immediately to the practical solution!).