Conversations-our kind

Z: Mama, I want to be a teacher when I grow up. I will teach Hadi.

Me: But Zoey, please become a doctor.

Zoey: No. No doctor. Mama, can you please ask the gardener to take out the silly thing from the nest?

Me: The plastic? Yeah I will.

Zoey: Also, can you ask the cooker to make pasta for me for dinner please?

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