Mum: What are you doing?
Son: I’m boxing – I’m being a boxing kid. Imagine if I went to training every day and I got really good and I was against adults and they say to me, “What kind of kid is this?” and I say, “I’m a boxing kid! And I train every day and this is my boxing lesson!”
Son: I’m pretending that I’m a hamster drinking from a water tank! [Drinks through a straw from an upside-down smoothie carton]
I’m imagining that there’s another hamster and we’re fighting over the water tank. I run to my room and lock the door with a key. The other hamster doesn’t know I’ve got a key to lock the door, because I keep it in a drawer with bombs in it. And he wouldn’t be able to take the key out, because the bombs go off if they’re moved. And the other hamster can’t can’t lock or unlock doors because he hasn’t been trained like I have.
Wormman – Mar 2013
D: There’s Wormman – he’s a bad guy. See he’s a worm? Look, he has arms and legs – that’s why he’s called Wormman. See those lines? They’re metal spikes. I didn’t get time to put them on his head. If he spikes them on metal though – like on a robot – they would kill him. So he doesn’t spike robots, because he knows.
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