Our classroom has a lanai. (You can’t be surprised, this is Hawaii!) The lanai is cement and has a hopscotch pattern painted on it. The pattern is comprised of numbered circles. The favored circle is a blue dot with a yellow number two painted inside and a green border. Both K.K. and Chez insist on sitting in this spot everyday.
At the same time.
Without each other.
I am certain you have already realized this causes a problem. The only time the problem gets solved wih any grace is when one of the boys is absent. (We prefer it when they are both absent, but have only been granted that gift twice all year long.)
Today the contention began — as usual — after lunch as we returned to our classroom. We walked across campus peacefully with Chez leading the way, but when we rounded the last corner, K.K. shot from the middle of the line, to the front and out ahead. Immediately I yelled, “K.K., stop!”, and much to my surprise, he did! He spun around put his hands on his hips and demanded, “What?” I told him that Chez was the line leader, and that he needed to return to his own spot. Much to my surprise — and Chez’s — K.K. meekly agreed and complied!
When K.K., once again in the middle of the line, reached the hopscotch stencil, Chez was happily planted dead center of number 2. K.K. stopped and looked at Chez. Chez said, “Mine!” K.K. said, “I’m wannit!” Chez said, “Mine!” K.K. shrugged his shoulders and sat down on the number five, which bore the same paint job.
Chez looked at K.K. K.K. looked back Chez. Chez said, “Fwiend!” and held out his hand to K.K. K.K. looked sad. Chez got up, went over and took K.K.’s hand. “Stan up,” he said. K.K. climbd to his feet. Chez led K.K. to the number two circle. “Sit here,” he said. K.K. sat. Chez stood looking at him.
K.K. scooted over just a bit and patted the cement beside him. Chez sat down. They grinned at each other. “Share,” K.K. said. “Share,” Chez agreed.