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*on a swing, singing and giggling*

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You are having fun, yes?

*still swinging back and forth* Whaaat did you ask mee?

*watches her swing* This is like the trampoline. But not hopping. I have been on a swing once. It was fun.

*beams* It's loads of fun! You should try it. It more fun after the first time.

I am being allowed to have fun now. I can try this now?

*hops off the swing and offers him the seat* There you are.

*looks at swing and sits down, pushing off* This is fun. I was not allowed to be having fun in my time.

*seems rather appalled at the though* Not allowed to have fun! How dreadful.

It was being dreadful. I had to work all day and being questioned about my affection for another boy. But I did not wish to wear a pink star. That is why I am not in my time anymore.

*is a German from 1892, so-- shakes her head* How dreadful! How absolutely dreadful. Are you alright now?

Yes. I am being alright now. I am being told told it is 2009. I am hungry, but nice people are giving me food. I am just wishing for a blanket so my alley is not so cold at night.

Oh, oh no. Do you not have anyone who will take you in?

*gets an idea* Stay here a moment! *runs off*

I have no one in this time. I am alone.

*stops swinging and sits still*

*runs back after a while, a little breathless*

Mama says you can have this blanket.

*smiles and takes blanket*

I am thanking you for this. I do not have anything to pay you for this. I am in your debt.

*shakes her head* No debt! Think of it as a gift.

I can cook for you. That was being my profession when I was in my time.

*smiles and walks over to join her*

*waves* Hello!

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