Jeriel (then 5 years old) was determined to get a cement mixer (a real one). He was very persistent despite all the obstacles he faced in getting one.
| Day 1 | |
|---|---|
| Jeriel: | I like cement mixer. I want to buy a cement mixer when I grow up. |
| Mommy: | But you can't drive a cement mixer go here and there. And your girl friend will not like it. |
| Jeriel: | I don't care. She has to go with me. |
| Mommy: | But where will she sit? |
| Jeriel: | Beside me, at the front passenger seat. |
| Mommy: | Where will I sit then? |
| Jeriel: | You and daddy sit behind us! |
| Mommy: | In a cement mixer??? |
| Day 2 | |
|---|---|
| Jeriel: | I really like cement mixer. I want daddy to buy me one. |
| Mommy: | But you already have one. |
| Jeriel: | Not the toy. A real one. When I grow up. |
| Mommy: | You have no place to park the cement mixer in the house or at your office. |
| Jeriel: | But I really like it. How? |
| Day 3 | |
|---|---|
| Jeriel: | Daddy, can you buy me a cement mixer? |
| Daddy: | No-one buys cement mixer. They buy Honda, Toyota, BMW, Volvo... |
| Jeriel: | Then I buy. Ok? |
| Day 4 | |
|---|---|
| Jeriel: | I want daddy to buy me a cement mixer when I grow up. I'll be the driver but he'll be driving because I don't know how to drive yet. |
| Mommy: | ... (speechless!) |
Would you get Jeriel a cement mixer?
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