Update below.

Girl: Hello.

Boy: Hello.

Girl: What are you doing?

Boy: Digging a hole.

G: Can I dig with you?

B: You dig your own.

G: I want to dig with you.

B: Ok you dig this. I dig another hole.

G: I want to dig with you.

B: No.

G: Why not.

B: No.

B: Don’t dig my hole. Dig your own hole.

G: You’re not my friend anymore.

B: Ok you dig here with me.

G: No.

B: Why not.

G: I don’t like to dig.

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Update:

Got some comments about this post not making much sense. I didn’t think to explain it when I wrote it, but I now think it’s a good idea.

On the surface, this exchange takes place on a grass patch. The boy, around 5, is randomly digging a hole in the grass using a small stick when the girl comes along to join in - I’ve seen a similar scenario before.

On a deeper level, this type of interaction is a reflection of what often takes place in many relationships.

But, I wrote this primarily to metaphorically express some feelings and thoughts I had at that time. This part I won’t explain, and try not to read too much into it ;)