At a lesson in natural sciences, they put a trophy, for what I said about the sunflower, that they spin their flower following the sun, so they are called.

“No, they are called so because they are like the sun, and turning is a common misconception and fiction.

I did not argue. At home, I was welcomed by sunsets who looked straight at me from the palace when I opened the door coming from school. And every morning, when my dad and I ate breakfast, they looked at us out of the window (toward the rising sun) and whispered to me something like, “She’s dumb,” “She doesn’t spin.”