Brooklyn was asking his mum what certain words meant.
"What's the opposite of joy, mum?" he asks.
"The opposite of joy, Brooklyn is sadness.
"Oh I see. So what's the opposite of anger?"
"Well, I suppose that the opposite of that one is happiness."
"Right," says Brooklyn. "And what's the opposite of woe?"
"Hey," interrupts David, "I think I know this one. Is it giddy up?"
"What's the opposite of joy, mum?" he asks.
"The opposite of joy, Brooklyn is sadness.
"Oh I see. So what's the opposite of anger?"
"Well, I suppose that the opposite of that one is happiness."
"Right," says Brooklyn. "And what's the opposite of woe?"
"Hey," interrupts David, "I think I know this one. Is it giddy up?"