Also from Mrs. McGovren's nursery school:
My mother remembers the name of the boy in this tale; I don't. All I remember is sitting in the back of my mother's huge white station wagon (ah, the days before seat belts or car seats) and watching a boy run up the driveway after us like a dog chasing a car, vigorously waving the peace sign (it was 1971). I didn't know that meaning, of course, and I gesticulated furiously back at him with the proper number of fingers: "No, I'm three! I'm three!"
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