What's love?

Nov 05, 2005 23:54

I'll admit it. Kids say the darndest things-thingies amuse me. They'll always amuse me. They'll never stop amusing me. I hope they amuse you too.


When two people care for each other. Then the belly tickles a bit. I'm actually too small for alt that stuff, but there is a boy who glances at me very often. Hee.

Victoria, eight.

That you love someone. I love Mum and Dad and my little brother. You don't get girlfriends or boyfriends until high school. And I'm not getting married until I'm thirty or forty years old.

Sindre, eight.

It's when you get a girlfriend or boyfriend and get married. It's mostly for grown-ups. But some people say that a boy was in love with a girl in our class. Other girls wished it were us a little, I think.

Cyndia, eight.

That's to be in love. Once when I was in love, somebody told the girl. That was embarrasing so I don't think I'm going to tell anyone the next time. Grown-ups who are in love get belly-aches.

Ivar, eight.

That's when a boy likes a girl. That they love each other. They're really good friends and play-kiss. I don't have a girlfriend, but I'm kinda looking forward to growing up so I can have one.

Aso, eight.

That you love each other. Once in kindergarten I had a boyfriend. I think it lasted a few weeks. Now I'm not in love with anyone, but I heard that someone in sixth or seventh grade kissed on a school choir-trip.

Rikke, eight.

(This one made me think of B and Jess!)

That's when two really good friends fall in love. When I went to kindergarten I said that I was in love with Håvard, but I didn't really know what it was. To girls and two boys can also fall in love, but they can't have babies together.

Kristine, eight.

That's when you really really like someone. I really like Nils, who lives in France. I see every summer, because it's my granddad's dog.

Alexandra Helene, eight.

Love means that you're in love. I'm not getting married until I'm twenty. But you can love someone even if they're not your girlfriend. For example, I love Stefan, my best friend and my cat, Takki.

Arvin, eight.

When I came home, Mum had visitors. She told them she often teases me for all the internet-porn I look at. *laughs*
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