-What did
you do at school today, Christopher? Did anything
exciting happen?
- We did
papier mache.
- Did you? What did you make?
- We had
to cover a bowl with paper and glue till the glue dried and then take it off
and have a paper bowl. We have to paint
it tomorrow.
- Oh,
lovely – a paper bowl, how lovely! Was
it fun?
- Mrs
White got cross with me.
- Did
she, why?
- She
told me off because she got gluey paper all over her fingers when she was
helping me and she made me pick it off her fingers even though I didn’t put it there
she did so I don’t know why she got cross with me.
- Oh
dear. Well, was playtime fun?
- Well…
- Well what?
- Well, a
boy’s nose fell on a fist.
- What?
- A boy’s
nose fell on a fist in the playground.
- Oh
dear, was he all right?
- Well,
it did bleed. But he went in to see the Nurse and she stopped it.
- Which
boy was it?
- Kevin.
-
Kevin? Your friend, Kevin?
-
Yes. But, …
- But
what?
- Well I’m
not sure that he is my friend any more.
- Oh
dear. Why not?
- Because
of the falling.
- What?
- Because
of falling on the fist.
-
Oh? Why would he stop being friends with
you, though?
- Don’t
know. He just did.
- What?
- When he
came back from the Nurse after dinner he wouldn’t talk to me.
- Why
not?
- He said
it was my fault.
-
Why? Did you push him or something?
- No!
- What
then?
- It was my
fist.
- What?
- It was
my fist he fell on.
- Do you
mean you hit him?
-
No! He fell, but I had my fist up and he
… he fell on it. My fist. And it did bleed a lot and he was really
upset.
- Oh
dear. Well, …. maybe you could take him
something tomorrow to make him feel better?
- What? Medicine?
- No, I
mean a little present or something…
- Like
what?
- Well, I
don’t know. What do you like when you
feel upset?
- I like
dinkies.
- Hm?
- I like
playing with my dinkies.
- Oh
yes! Well maybe you could take him one
of your dinkies to play with. Just to
make friends again.
- I could
take him my Mini but he can’t have my James Bond car.
- Yes,
all right. Why don’t you take him your
Mini dinky?
- All
right. I’ll take him my Mini… … … to
borrow.
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