‘We aren’t family, but we come a pretty good second’ a kindergarten teacher told me.
We first meet flesh and blood, in the approximate order of: mother, father, sister, brother, grandma, grandpa, cousins big and small. Then we go on to meet Sophia and Mia, Hugo and Lexi, Morrissey, Remi, Benny and Tom. And our cohort becomes an extension of family, the only relations we know. This is a drawing by our favourite 6-year-old. It’s all 21 classmates drawn and labelled in a kind of family tree, albeit one with a very flat hierarchy. We are all brothers and sisters when we are six.
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