• N: Mama B, what is going on with the chicken in the yard?
  • B: Oh Sistah, you said you always have wanted to have chickens!
  • N: Well, I meant like a henhouse with some chickens to lay eggs and stuff.
  • B: This is one given by the pastor of the church for you!
  • N: Mama, I'm leaving next week! I don't need chickens.
  • B: But will you kill it for us and we can cook it? We will make it a chicken from your place.
  • N: I'm not sure I can kill your chicken. Can't you do it?
  • B: I'll have the yard boy do it, because he's a boy you know.
  • N: Right...