My daughter Julia came to live with me two years ago for school. It isn't easy for me to raise someone who is practically my nine-year-old clone, but that is exactly what I find I am doing with Julia. Through our judo and soccer practices, reading, writing and arithmetic, Girl Scouts, and Japanese language classes, we occasionally have a conversation that connects us both in a sometimes deep and usually humorous way. Hopefully, you will be as entertained as we are.
Truth or Dare
Daddy and Julia are cleaning her room. Julia has gotten a little bored and wants to play a game, Truth or Dare… not realising that Daddy played this game long ago when he was in the fourth grade…
Julia: O.K., Daddy, ask me – “truth or dare!”
Daddy: Ummm… truth or dare?
Julia: Truth!
Daddy: O.K., if you had to kiss a boy at school, who would you kiss?
(pause)
Julia: Disgusted sigh! Wait! You can’t…
Daddy: Baloney! The game is Truth or Dare! You don’t have to like him, but you do have to pick him!
Julia: (mumble).
Daddy: I’m sorry, who?
Julia: (disgusted sigh) Xxxx.
Daddy: Xxxxx who?
Julia: Xxxx Yyyy.
Daddy: (reaching for Julia’s 2012 yearbook) Hmmm…. Xxxx Yyyy…
Julia: (lunging at Daddy) NO!
