Cass had been the only girl in our class for a long time. About the same time I joined the classroom so did a young lady named Marisol. Cass and Marisol made instant friends. They walk to recess and to lunch together hand-in-hand. Today Cass and Marisol were walking together and talking away. Harold and Jay decided to copy them.
Somehow all four children got tangled up at the corner. Forty-five degree turns can be tricky in tandem. Cass and Jay bumped heads. Both of them — at the same time — reached out and patted the other on the head. Cass said, “I sowwy.” Jay said, “Sorry, too.” He added, “You okay?”
Cass said, “I okay. You okay?”
Jay said, “I okay.”
Cass and Jay continued around the corner to the play ground. Marisol looked over at Harold and asked, “Jou otay?”
Harold frowned at her, looked down at his feet, then frowned at her some more. He put his hand on his chest and said, “No! I Harowd!”