Last week, my sweet little possum had a friend over for a play date.
The boys had fun. At one point, they were busy in the sandpit, making a castle.
Suddenly, Possum came out with the opening lines of his role in the coming Shakespeare play.
And his mate responded with the next lines. Possum joined in. These are not their lines, they belong to some girls in the class. But the children have practiced their play for the school's big Shakespeare Festival in November so often, that the kids pretty much know the whole piece.
And so, we were treated to two five year old boys, sitting in a sandpit, reciting an abridged version of "A Midsummer Nights' Dream".