Conversation turned to a train trip she had recently taken.
Do you like travelling on the train? asked the young man with her – not her father, probably a brother or uncle I thought.
Yes, I liked the train. But it’s slow. Trains go very slowly.
The young man laughed: Noooo. Trains aren’t slow. Trains go very fast. You just think it was slow because it took a long time. You travelled a long way. You went far.
The little girl fell silent for a long time. I swear I could hear the wheels turning as she pondered this new thought.
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