Friday, June 03, 2016

narcissus

Jo flings her mane over her shoulder and smiles at herself in the mirror.

I say - Don’t be so narcissistic.

Jo – What? What? What’s narci-sii-what?

Well, I say, there’s this Greek myth about a stupendously handsome young man called Narcissus (girls interrupt – Oh we know this one! – but I go on anyway) who can’t help but stare in mirrors because he’s arrested by his own beauty.

One day he happens to gaze upon a lake and he sees his own reflection. He is transfixed. He has never seen anyone as beautiful and he falls in love. Day after day, week after week, he is frozen by the side of the lake as he pines away for his loved one.

What does this tell you?

Lu – Ooh I know! He’s gay!

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