Fight

I had another fight with Theodore on the way to kids' Gallery today. He's much bigger than me, and usually gets his way.

Shirley was in the front seat, while we were in the back; Maya's crayons were there in the back. We both wanted to draw, so were fighting over crayons. As usual, Theodore won. He grabbed a crayon and stabbed me in the forehead. Mr. Wan told Theodore off, and Papa was not pleased with him when we got home. He told Theodore that I could have been blinded by the pencil.