When my youngest child was two years old, I took her with me on the bus into town. A negro woman got on the bus after us.
"Why has she painted she?" the little one asked.
All chatter on the bus ceased and everyone listened to my reply.
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Juzzzy
- http://juzzzy.blog.co.uk
- Monday, 11. Dec, 2006 @ 00:12:17
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FlowersInMyHair
- Monday, 11. Dec, 2006 @ 00:28:59
So not only did I have to explain it in front of a bus full of people, I now have to do the same here. I was hoping to get away with it. Quite simply I said that she hadn't painted herself, that she was naturally that colour.
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Juzzzy
- http://juzzzy.blog.co.uk
- Monday, 11. Dec, 2006 @ 00:37:10
Bless.
My somewhat less-than-challenged niece said, in front of a wheelchair-bound lady, in the summer: "Ooooooh, I want a wheelbarrow."
It's a kids thing x-
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FlowersInMyHair
- Monday, 11. Dec, 2006 @ 00:43:11
It certainly is.
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MarikaSunSeeker
- Monday, 01. Jan, 2007 @ 22:26:55
A diplomatic answer, I hope everyone approved. I think every Mother must have experienced something similar, My eldest daughter once commented loudly about the size of someone's teeth. It was certainly a "Get out of that one" moment.
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FlowersInMyHair
- Thursday, 04. Jan, 2007 @ 10:49:37
I think they did. Children certainly are instrumental in honing one's diplomatic skills, although sometimes I would defy the most seasoned diplomat to come up with a suitable answer.
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Which was?