I Think I Heard My Name

It was awful, it was terrible, it was the most dis-dasdardly-mean thing I have ever heard, and I think they were talking about me. What did they say? I do not know but Ro’s mom told Bill’s dad, and my Aunt Marma was irritated. Who is Ro? My cousin Lou’s uncle’s neighbor. Who is Bill? I am not sure. And this hurt you how? It makes me mad because I could tell it was me when my Aunt Marma looked at me. And it was the most dis-dasdardly thing you had ever heard? Right. And what was it exactly that you heard? I do not know. They were whispering. And you did not really hear anything? No, but they looked at me, and I think I heard my name. Or my dog’s name. I don’t know. Do you want to keep talking about it or play with playdough? Play dough please.