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I like the way you get me thinking Littree! I agree we don’t have to like our children’s friends and it’s hard to resist showing our dislike. Long ago, my five-year-old son was fascinated by a very naughty boy in his class. My son would come home most days with another story of this boy’s classroom antics. Then he started to ask if Oliver could come to play. I was horrified and tried to discourage the friendship. But I was also helping once a week in my son’s class, and I grew to like Oliver. On listening to him read and looking at the notes in his reading diary, it was clear his mum and dad didn’t listen to him read. Although I admit we didn’t have Oliver back for tea, I did try to help him in class and I wasn’t dismissive of my son’s viewpoint.

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