Simone spied two of her favourite miscreants across the yard at recess. Little J stopped in front of little N and, smiling, hit little J's forehead. Little J, who really is very little, fell back in the snow. Little J ran off.
Simone stomped over to little N and gestured for little J to join her. "Alright, is this the way friends play together?" She asked. "Hitting your friend in the head isn't very nice, little J!"
Little J stared, apparently dumbfounded.
Little N struggled to stand up and protested. "But that's the game! I run and then when he catches me, he hits me in the head!"
It was Simone's turn to stare, definitely dumbfounded.
"Okay," she said, slowly recovering her senses. "Well hitting anyone in the head is silly. How about," she lowered her voice so the other yard supervisors wouldn't hear, "How about you hit GENTLY in the leg?"
"Oooh!" Little N smiled, apparently charmed by the concept. He wiggled his bum at little J and patted his leg for emphasis. "You can hit me here." And he took off running.
Simone shook her head. She was completely NOT sure that she'd handled this situation right... But the kids were having fun and nobody lost an eye this time so perhaps it'll all turn out okay?
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