I chatted with a girl at my play dough booth. She was outgoing and spontaneous. So she told me she have 2 older siblings, 1 brother 10 years old, her sister 8, and herself 5. she told me that her 2 siblings are very good! her brother watches barbie, while her sister watches ben 10! So i asked with surprise "why is it the other way round?" hahaha. I asked if the 3 of them do quarrel, she replied No! they all take very good care of her, her sister would watch ben10 while brother watch barbie, she reiterated. :) she had a dog named Pepper! so I told her to name the doggy soft toy beside her 'Chily'. HAHAHA and she screamed NOOOOOOOOOO! lol. she helped scold a naughty boy who mixed all my dough colours together. and she insisted that we make a butterfly with her leading us! when she couldnt shape a long snake, she whined for help. A typical girl well brought up. I asked where her parents were?? She told me there were eating somewhere and gave her brother the task of looking after her at toysrus. And her sister? "Oh she vomited this morning, she slept next to me and she vomited all over the bed and on my hair!!! I had to wash my hair 3 times so there is no more smelly smell!" I asked, "were you so short that she vomited just on your hair???" and she explained that her sister was very sick! Her name is Edna, and she told me her sister's name is very unique! Its called Adil. and her brother is called kor kor. Haha! she's such a brilliant girl so well versed that a fellow kid's parent began chatting with her. This time, her brother came jubilantly! =D the stranger's mum asked the brother if they had other siblings. her brother replied no. i asked her... what about your sister??????!!!!!! She whispered "sold away alr..." I was stumped. I was afraid I had hit a wrong cord, evoked awful memories of the lil girl:( I said an 'Oh' apologetically that faded into silence. The mum asked quizzically at me " her sister what?" I retold it. That mum was stunned for 1 mere second, and began laughing " No La! What sold away! Hahaha! Cannot! A pet is it??? Your pet was sold away??????" the girl replied " my dog is called Pepper!" At this moment, the brother spoke! "yeah our dog is called Pepper, real one!" I asked the brother "where is her sister"?? He replied "that one is her imaginary friend!hahaah..." The girl glared at him. Speechless. She boxed him in the tummy! and whined and stormed her feet! and chided - "Why did you tell them that! Why must you say it!!" Brother: " its the truth! lol" Girl: "But its a Bad thing..." and tears welled up in her eyes. *arms crossed* being doublecrossed. cat out of the bag. GameOver.
Ever since that moment, I never concentrated on teaching the kids play dough anymore. I had the urge to ask my psychology friends if childhood imaginary friends were common. But I know they lack the real expertise to enlighten me. I myself had had imaginary friends. When I played masak masak, I made food, and sold it to imaginary friends behind a booth. I spoke to imaginary friends to ask them what they wanted to purchase. Until now, Im afraid I'd have imaginary friends. Often times alone, words of conversation mainly of the past would surface in my mind, and i'd be replaying those verses mentally, as though talking to an imaginary friend. It IS my mind speaking. Still is. The way I always use Me, I and You interchangeably in blog posts.
But. I do not recall a stage of intense deception as the girl has demonstrated. I REALLY believed she had 2 older siblings, when she first told me in the midst of dough modelling. A happy, truthful carefree talk. Even though I know they shouldnt be talking to strangers let alone telling a stranger, Me, their life. But I know I have gained her trust and she was sharing with me. But when her brother told the truth, I felt our liasion (the girl and I) was snapped. I was very worried. How would a 5 year old craft out an intricate life of another being - her sister? and her imaginary Sister being sold away, just to save herself from her woven lie. =( I felt quite shaken by the unfolding of events. She wasnt love deprived. halfway through the modelling awhile after the truth was revealed, she asked me, 'I miss you! Do u miss me too?' The woody stone me replied ' you havent even left yet, we are still here, why would you miss me? hahaha'. It was NOT the reply she wanted. for she embarrassingly gave a =_= face.
I was very worried about her imaginary mind so I spoke with her brother discreetly and found out that it was indeed imaginary. How did he know? She kept talking to herself. :X For how long now? :X -2 weeks already-. Do her parents know? :X Nope, her parents didnt know.:X
If this is serious, it could be Schizophrenia. I aint exaggerating, until my psychology friends can enlighten me if childhood imaginary beings are normal. Schizophrenia beings hear people talking to them, instructing them to do things. It is that scary. :( I hope her parents would realise their daughter's sister soon.
Then, her parents came and she ran to her dad! said byebye, and left being carried in papa's arms,
never looking back once more.
Would these kids remember the playdoh jiejie?
I doubt they will.
But I'll never forget that girl and her imaginary sister
A spontaneous story that made me believe and reproachful for bringing it up
When'll imagination fade? :X
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