Me: Teoman, your classmates invited you to the party, not Tuana and Tomris.
Teoman: But I want them to see too.
Me: But they can't stay - they aren't a part of the class.
Teoman: But maybe you could talk to them. You're really good at talking.
Teoman: What's the noise?
Me: It's a bus driving around doing commercials for people to listen to. The people will vote on something - and this bus is telling everybody what they should vote for.
Teoman: What's a commercial?
Tomris: Ouch! Who put this here! I stepped on it and hurt my foot.
Teoman: I did. Sorry Tomris.
Tomris: It's okay, I can just walk on one foot.
Tomris: I'm going to hit you and kick you.
Me: Tomris, go to your room and count to ten.
Tomris: I can't! I don't know how.
Teoman: I'll help you. 1, 2, 3...
Tomris: Okay, I'm going and I'll count. ONE! (he he he he) TWO, THREE (he he he), FOUR, FIVE, SIX (he, heh heh), SEVEN, EIGHT, NINE, TEN, ELEVEN, FOURTEEN, SIXTEEN, THIRTY!
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