celestria
What a funny word accordion. The first thing I tend to think of is a nerdy person playing it on a stage. Long curly hair and doing strange polka parodies.
The German came around with his accordion . I wish he wouldn't, but there was something about this that soothed my mother.
"I used to play this when I was a little girl," she said softly. Her eyes teared up.
"What the tune?"
"No, the accordion. When your great grandfather died, I swore I would never play it again. And I haven't."
What is a bench? Is it a park bench where all the lovers sit to neck and the birds come to poop? Is it the bench near a lake where people throw food to the ducks? Is it a bench that one would sit in on church? Is that what it is? Or is it something more? Can people just name a bench whatever they like? Is a bench not all what we agree it is? Can we change the meaning of a word if enough people agree that something else is a bench and not the bench before? Is this not all some philosophy? Linguistics? An apple? An orange? Are these not all things that we can change the meaning over by allowing the people to change the meaning?