Opposites — Summary

The Half-Soled-Boots-With-Toecaps-Child Walked out into the street And splashed in all the puddles till She had such shocking feet.

The Patent-Leather-Slipper-Child Stayed quietly in the house And sat upon the fender stool As still as any mouse.

The Half-Soled-Boots-With-Toecaps-Child, Her hands were black as ink; She would come running through the house And begging for a drink.

The Patent-Leather-Slipper-Child, Her hands were white as snow; She did not like to play around, She only liked to sew.

The Half-Soled-Boots-With-Toecaps-Child Lost hair ribbons galore; She dropped them on the garden walks, She dropped them on the floor.

The Patent-Leather-Slipper-Child, O thoughtful little girl! She liked to walk quite soberly, It kept her hair in curl.

The Half-Soled-Boots-With-Toecaps-Child When she was glad or proud Just flung her arms round Mother’s neck And kissed her very loud.

The Patent-Leather-Slipper-Child Was shocked at such a sight, She only offered you her cheek At morning and at night.

O Half-Soled-Boots-With-Toecaps-Child, Your happy laughing face Does like a scented Summer rose Make sweet the dullest place.

O Patent-Leather-Slipper-Child, My dear, I’m well content, To have my daughter in my arms, And not an ornament.

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Katherine Mansfield sets two children side by side as playful opposites. One is a messy, outdoor-loving girl in half-soled boots who splashes puddles, stains her hands black as ink, loses hair ribbons, and kisses her mother loudly. The other is a neat, quiet girl in patent-leather slippers who stays indoors, keeps her hands white as snow, sews, and offers only a polite cheek at morning and night.

The speaker clearly enjoys both temperaments. The poem is full of affectionate amusement rather than scolding. It celebrates the boisterous child’s warmth—her laughing face is like a scented summer rose—while also accepting the prim child, not as a decorative ornament but as a real daughter to hold. The mood is light, tender, and a little playful, as if a parent is smiling at the differences between two beloved children.

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