H ere’s the thing about boys. They won’t reveal their friends’ names. Friends of boys are just “people.” That’s their name: “people.”
Strange right? Because most people I know have names. In fact I know many boys who actually have names but my boys’ friends do not have names.
How do I know this? Because every time I ask the following questions the answer is always the same. The answer is “people.”
Who are you rooming with this year?
Who do you sit with at lunch?
Who is your best friend?
This is exclusively a boy phenomenon. I know because I have a daughter too. When I ask her similar questions — let’s say “Who do you sit with at lunch?” — her answer goes something like this: “Oh usually Rivky and sometimes Sara and Kayla and Leah. But Sara has been absent a lot so then for sure I sit with Rivky. And last week it was so crazy because Chana wanted to sit with us and Chana is friendlier with Sara so it felt a little bit weird to have her sit with us at first but we all really like Chana so it was kind of nice….”
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