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1st of June 2012
 

If you do that then I won’t play with you

Two young girls were playing on the sidewalk while two women in bright orange and red saris, apparently their mothers, sat on a nearby bench and observed.

Suddenly one of the two girls ran up to one of the women and half-whined / half-cried, “She says she’s going to call the police and arrest me!”

The other girl continued to dance about on the sidewalk, somewhat oblivious to the trauma she had caused

The woman took the girl in her lap and began speaking in what sounded like a South Asian language, then ended her speech, in heavily accented English, “Just tell her, ‘If you do that then I won’t play with you.’”

That seems reasonable: if you call the police to arrest me, I won’t play with you. The girl wiggled off the mom’s lap and returned to her friend. They kept playing, no police came, and everything was fine.

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