Around the lunch table, one rainy afternoon: N (11) to A (8): I’m going to make a card for Nelson Mandela. Because he’s sick. A: Who is Nelson Mandela? N: Oh God. Don’t you know what apartheid was? A: No. N: Okay, see a long time ago. There were San […]
Me: (Reading news article aloud): George Bush is in Africa… Mum: What’s he doing here? I hope he catches some disease and dies.
Mum: G, can you wash the dishes for me today? Dad: Of course! I’m so ashamed that you had to ask me! I feel so bad! Of course I’ll do it. Just move from there and go sit down. Just go and relax. […]
