Sam just started fourth grade. I have distinct memories of my own fourth grade experience, that being the turning point for me when I realized that I didn't hate girls, but was strangely attracted to them yet I didn't know why. I was expecting something similar of Sam, though he has never gone through a "I hate girls" stage and is, instead, friendly with many of his female classmates.
On the first day of school last week, Sam told us that his friend Anjelica came up to him and very matter of factly announced that she was wearing a bra. Sam related this story in a somewhat puzzled manner because he had no idea how he was supposed to react or what to do with this information. He was truly bewildered and we were more than just a bit amused by the situation.
A couple of days later, Sam was telling us about music class, and how all the students were using different percussion instruments. I jokingly asked if Anjelica was shaking her maracas. This reference went right over his head and he simply responded that Anjelica is not in his music class. Seven-year old Molly, however, got it right away and started giggling. Ever since, she turns to Sammy every so often and while doing a top-body shimmy, asks if Anjelica has been shaking her maracas at him.
What have I created?
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