Mom: "Lily, what did you do for game day today?"
Lily: "Well, we were gonna do jump rope."
Mom: "Ooo! That sounds fun. Was it fun?"
Lily: "Well, two big girls brought our teacher the jump rope, and we were gonna do it, but then two silly boys got in a fight, and they were hitting each other."
Mom: "Oh no!"
Lily: "Yeah. So, the teacher tied them up with the jump rope, and then we couldn't do jump rope. So... that was it."
Mom: "Oh. Oh my. Well, that's not good!"
Lily: "Nope. I'm NEVER gonna hit anybody!"
Mom: "Good lesson."
Mom: "So, did you draw any pictures in school today?"
Lily: "Oh yeah, I was drawing lots of pictures."
Mom: "Oh good! Did your teacher like them?"
Lily: "Well, no. She said not to, because she was teaching."
Mom: "Ohhhh. So, did you stop?"
Lily: "Well, then I put my notebook on the bench beside me, and drew pictures so she couldn't see with the girl next to me."
Mom: "Ummmm. I think you're pretty well adjusting to being a student!"
Mom: "Who did you play with on the playground today?"
Lily: "Well....Azi.....and a bunch of other girls. Not with the stinky boys."
Mom: "Oh. And what did you all do?"
Lily: "Well, first we were playing on the bouncy thing, but all the girls kept trying to hold my hands, and I can't do that when everyone is holding my hands, and they were all saying, ti-blanc, ti-blanc (small foreigner) and then my teacher came to them and said, "Don't call her ti-blanc! Call her ti-Lily!" And so then everyone called me ti-Lily, and I was laughing so hard, but I still didn't want to hold everybody's hands, cause I just wanna PLAY, mom."
Mom: "Huh. Well, did that make you feel upset? When they were calling you ti-blanc?"
Lily: "Oh no. I was just laughing and laughing, and then Azi stepped on my finger. That made me feel upset!"
Mom: "Oh. Well.... Good!"
Mom: "So what is your favorite part of school?"
Lily: "When we all get in the big line, and I hold onto the girls backpack in front of me, and someone holds onto my backpack and we all walk through the yard. It's like a big train. I am in the middle. That's the best, except I would like to be in the front, and take the train all over the place."
Mom: "You like to be the leader?"
Lily: "NO. I don't want to be the leader, I just want to be in the front and take the train everywhere."
Mom: "Oh. Good."
Mom, upon seeing her refuse to hold Alexandra's hand: "Hey Lily, when someone wants to hold your hand, sometimes it's nice to hold their hand, too."
Lily: "Yeah, but I don't want to hold people's hands if I don't know their names."
Mom: "Oh, I see. Well, that's Alexandra. You can call her Alex."
Lily: "Oh, OK."
Mom: "So, do you want to hold Alex's hand?"
Lily: "No, not really. Why does everyone always want to hold hands!?"
Mom: "I don't know. That's kind of how it is in Haiti. People want to be your friend, and want to hold hands."
Lily: "Well, I want to be a no-hand friend. Ok?"