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I was babysitting.

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The parents asked me 

to help their oldest 

knit a sock

for his textiles assignment. 

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an old soul, 

they told me, 

independent,

wise beyond his years.

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After letting him work, 

he eventually approached me 

with a jumbled ball 

of string. 

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i got stuck, mister.

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No, he'd made a mistake 

that resulted in 

three more mistakes

and now he was asking me 

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to disentangle it for him. 

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Given that he was a child

it was easy enough to forgive. 

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