Being a Friend

Little Princess : Mommy, today I play with Freddy.
Mommy : Really?
Little Princess : Yes!!
Mommy : Other friends still don’t want to play with him?
Little Princess : Yeah.
Mommy : So why you?
Little Princess : Because he has no one to play with.
Mommy : Are you afraid others won’t play with you anymore because you play with Freddy?
Little Princess : Yes, I am. But when playing time, Freddy was alone while I was with some friends. So I think it’s not a bad idea to go play with him. You see, I have a lot, he has none.
Mommy : Nice! How did your friends react?
Little Princess : They just kept silent.
Mommy : Now that you have ever played with Freddy, what do you think of him?
Little Princess : Actually he is a nice boy. He is not fussy, he is fun to play with.
Mommy : If so, then why others don’t want to play with him?
Little Princess : Because he writes very slow.
Mommy : Hmmm… no direct connection with playing, right? Any others?
Little Princess : He is dirty. Sometimes his mucus is all over his face.
Mommy : Oh… do you mind that?
Little Princess : Ehmmm… yes, it’s quite disgusting.
Mommy : As a friend, what do you think you should do?
Little Princess : Remind him? Advice him?
Mommy : Yes. And what do you think you can offer him?
Little Princess : Tissue?
Mommy : Bingo! You are such a smart sweet girl! You can take 1 pack for him tomorrow and my dear, beside tissue, actually you have offered him something more. You have offered him a sweet friendship.
Little Princess : Thanks, Mommy!