Who will read to me?
Every morning, I will join in the older kids not to play. But I observe while they play... They like me, I know. They like to touch me, caress me and sometimes kiss me... Uhmm... they are just curious about babies. Furthermore, I am usually the first one to reach school. So, there is no one younger than me until about 10am.
This fateful morning, I took out the books and walked to the other partition where all the older kids gather. I placed the books on the floor and see who is gonna read to me.. Well, in the end they took the books and started to read themselves...!!!