Chapter 12 Nick's foul language

Nick is just two years old, and he can't speak clearly. If he needs help, he must pull my skirt and plead: "Please, Please...".In fact, the kids love to tug on my skirts. For their convenience, I try not to wear skirts that are too short to keep them tiptoeing, but not too long to avoid being ripped off by the overfed pigs. One day, Nick climbed onto the ladder on the playground and couldn’t get up and down because of fear. He cried and shouted: “LAO SHI, Please, Please…” I ran over quickly and used my hands below to see that there was no danger. I took the opportunity to give him language education and forced him to say in full: "Can you help me please? Thank you." After hesitating for a moment between danger and safety, he finally opened his mouth to say the first complete sentence in kindergarten. .When Nick landed safely, he kicked the lawn angrily and said: "Shit, shit." I couldn't help laughing, a two-year-old child, except for Daddy and Mommy, even expressed anger with swearing, which shows that the family often receives this kind of influence.I patted his head, knelt down and told him: "Next time if you feel not so good, please say 'Oh, dear'. A good boy always in good manner." (When you feel dissatisfied, please use the sky Which replaces uncivilized language, good children should be polite.)

Desperate to be a good boy and earn a good boy stamp every day when he leaves school, Nick gets rid of his foul language. Now, we can often hear him yelling on campus: "OH, DEAR!" Before, it was all spotted shit! 2003-12-15