“Everyone has their strengths and learns things at different times,” Emma said with a smile. “He learned basketball first, and since you’ve not learned it yet, it’s perfectly fine that you don’t know how to play.”“Yeah,” Asher nodded vigorously, feeling much better with Emma’s reassurance. “I don’t like him, Mommy.”“If you don’t like him, then you don’t have to be friends with him,” Emma said, gently patting Asher’s head. “Friends should make each other happy, not be mean to each other.”“He came and laughed at me for not knowing how to play basketball,” Asher said, clearly upset. “I told him, but he didn’t understand.”Landon chuckled. At just four years old, Asher's classmates were still quite young. It was normal for kids to be competitive. However, that boy, Dennis, did sound rather annoying. Whose child was that? Did his parents not teach him any manners?Landon considered calling the kindergarten principal later.“Well, you don’t need to explain things to him,” Emma said
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