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...AND THINGS I DON'TIf there's anything I hate it's going to the dentist. As soon as I see the dentist's chair I feel like zooming off to the other end of the world. I also hate having to stand up on a chair and recite when we have company. I don't like the times Mommy and Daddy go to the theatre. I hate a soft-boiled egg that's broken into a cup and has bread crumbled into it and then I have to eat it. I don't like the days on which we meet Aunt Rita when Mommy and I go out for a walk. They start talking and I never know what to do. I don't like to wear my new suit, because it makes me feel so stiff. When we play Reds and Whites I don't like to be a White. I drop out of the game if I am. When I'm a Red I don't like to be taken prisoner. I escape anyway. I don't like to lose. I don't like to play ring-around-a-rosie at birthday parties, because I'm not a baby. I don't like stuck-up people. I hate to have iodine put on my finger on top of having cut it in the first place. I don't like to hear loud noises when I'm trying to sleep. I hate boys and girls who speak in grown-up voices over the radio. |
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