He (a 2yr-something kid): Mom!! Mommy!! look- a spider!!
Mom: hold on, I've got it
He- amazed at the speed at which Mom fetches a slipper and manages to hit the spider, which, by now, is all curled up, waiting to die
He: Mummy, now what will happen to this thing?
Mom: beta, it'll now go to the house of God
He(still staring intently at the creature): But how will she go? you've broken all its legs, how will it walk till there now?
There is this small incident which is associated with my brother's childhood that makes me wonder - how vivid the imagination of kids could be...
Mom: hold on, I've got it
He- amazed at the speed at which Mom fetches a slipper and manages to hit the spider, which, by now, is all curled up, waiting to die
He: Mummy, now what will happen to this thing?
Mom: beta, it'll now go to the house of God
He(still staring intently at the creature): But how will she go? you've broken all its legs, how will it walk till there now?
There is this small incident which is associated with my brother's childhood that makes me wonder - how vivid the imagination of kids could be...
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