Read the excerpt from "Seventeen Syllables.”It was about cats, and Rosie pretended to understand it thoroughly and appreciate it [to] no end, partly because she hesitated to disillusion her mother about the quantity and quality of Japanese she had learned in all the years now that she had been going to Japanese school every Saturday (and Wednesday, too, in the summer). Even so her mother must have been skeptical about the depth of Rosie’s understanding, because she explained afterwards about the kind of poem she was trying to write.