one afternoon a beautiful bright bubbly little girl comes up to me all excited and says to me "shell ive got something to show you its in my bag" i convince the girl that now is not the time maybe later when the other children have woken up from their nap so she agrees to this wonders off and returns to playing with her friends a little bit later on she comes over to me and asks me if now is ok i say sure she rushes over to her bag comes back with a turtle shell.. i make a great big fuss over it tell her its awesome i then ask "what happened to the turtle?" another girl sitting at the drawing table decides she knows the answer and pipes up "its dead shell" i take a moment frown somewhat and then ask in response "no what if it just moved house?" the little girl takes a moment to ponder this with a complex look on her face and after shes weighed up all the options she says to me "no shell its dead"