Conversations with Little People, Part VII
May. 6th, 2008 10:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dolorosa_12This should be subtitled 'Ronni's charges give everyone a lesson in sharing'. Or not.
Conversation #1:
Four Year 1 boys and one Year 4 boy are arguing over four tennis balls. (Do the maths: five boys, four tennis balls.) Ronni tries to make them behave with compassion:
Ronni: You all have to share with each other.
Year 4 Boy: I shouldn't have to share. I should get one ball and they should get the other three.
Ronni: Why?
Y4B: Because I'm in Year 4. I already know how to share. They don't.
Ronni (craftily): You already know how to share? Why don't you teach them, then?
Y4B: I'm older than them. I shouldn't have to.
You can't fault the logic.
The second conversation also has underlying logic. Of the most evil kind.
Two Kindergarten boys are playing with two drums, the kind that you see hippies playing at protest marches sometimes. Kindergarten Girl wanders over.
Kindergarten Girl: Hey (boy #1), can we share the drum?
Boy #1: Sure.
KG: So, it's my turn now. (Takes drum)
KG: I don't want to share now. I've changed my mind. I don't want to share with you any more.
I was left shaking my head in despair at the future of the human race. But then I thought that with such devious representatives, the kids are, surely, all right.
Conversation #1:
Four Year 1 boys and one Year 4 boy are arguing over four tennis balls. (Do the maths: five boys, four tennis balls.) Ronni tries to make them behave with compassion:
Ronni: You all have to share with each other.
Year 4 Boy: I shouldn't have to share. I should get one ball and they should get the other three.
Ronni: Why?
Y4B: Because I'm in Year 4. I already know how to share. They don't.
Ronni (craftily): You already know how to share? Why don't you teach them, then?
Y4B: I'm older than them. I shouldn't have to.
You can't fault the logic.
The second conversation also has underlying logic. Of the most evil kind.
Two Kindergarten boys are playing with two drums, the kind that you see hippies playing at protest marches sometimes. Kindergarten Girl wanders over.
Kindergarten Girl: Hey (boy #1), can we share the drum?
Boy #1: Sure.
KG: So, it's my turn now. (Takes drum)
KG: I don't want to share now. I've changed my mind. I don't want to share with you any more.
I was left shaking my head in despair at the future of the human race. But then I thought that with such devious representatives, the kids are, surely, all right.