Reflections in Hong Kong
My brother and I were sitting in our hotel room in Hong Kong, while my mother was attempting to cut her toenails next door. Sadly, she broke the nail cutter. The following conversation ensued:
Sharmin: examining hands Oh nails! You are so short; I wish you'd stay this small forever.
Fahad: Yeah, my nails are pretty short too.
Sharmin: You know, I used to always be confused when parents said that about their children. But now I know what they mean.
Fahad: They want their children to stay small or they'll have to cut them!
Sharmin: examining hands Oh nails! You are so short; I wish you'd stay this small forever.
Fahad: Yeah, my nails are pretty short too.
Sharmin: You know, I used to always be confused when parents said that about their children. But now I know what they mean.
Fahad: They want their children to stay small or they'll have to cut them!