I got to work out at a gym and I am usually done running about the same time the kids’ classes for Tae Kwon Do end. So usually I am sitting on the floor, regaining a bit of strength, and for some reason the little kids always come up and talk to me
Anyway, yesterday there was this kid and he was telling me about how awful his friend Robbie was. “He’s mean, and dumb and ugly and fat…” I said “Boy you really hate Robbie.” He looks at me all puzzled and say “Ah he’s OK.”
Another time there was this girl she looked about 5 and her brother, who was the same size, but looked a bit younger, was hitting her. Nothing painful, just hitting her enough to annoy her not hurt her. She was talking to me as he hit her, and she said “Stop it, stop it, stop it.” I said “Why don’t you hit him back?” She looks at me in disbelief and says “Geez he’s just a baby.”
I was on the bus and there was this brother and sister and what appeared to be a nanny. The boy says “I get to ring the bell, I get to ring the bell.” (To indicate the bus to stop). The little girl, all serious, says “No, you can’t I’m ringing it.” The boy says “But you’re not tall enough to reach it.” She says, “I can reach it, besides you have to be at least five years old to ring the bell, so you’re too young. If you ring that bell the bus driver will call the police and have you put in jail.”
And my favourite was a wee little shaver named Ray. He comes up to me and tells me “My daddy says I should never talk to strangers because they are dangerous.” I replied, “That’s good advice, since I’m a stranger you shouldn’t talk to me.” He says “Oh that’s OK, he’s not here, I won’t get in trouble.”
