Mad

Both kids were doing some coloring and writing when we cooked lunch. Then Yaya asked about our phone number--she was trying to write it down but could not remember the last five digits. Anyway, I came in the living room and only found once again she has been writting from right to left. So it was something like "9-036" lying on the paper.
--Yaya, it should go like this, from left side of the paper towards the right.
--Noooo, I don't want to do that.
--OK, but you know when you begin to go to school, your teacher will tell you the same thing.
--but I like to write from this end.
I did not argue too much, instead, I drew several stars on the left side of the paper,
--see? when you write, follow the star, OK?
Then, I left for the kitchen.
Soon, Yaya came in the kitchen too, with that piece of paper all chunked up, and she shot it into the garbage, and declared" I do not want to write any more!"