My castle is clearly better. Look at the pathetic attempt beneath my clearly superior piece. Stop crying, I told them. WHAT DO THEY KNOW ABOUT SACRIFICE? I kneeled on acorns until my knees bleed. I bent little fingers, pulled them off chalk one by one, to secure the last green piece. I’M STRONGER. AND I WANT IT MORE. I spent an hour creating important elaborate details- throwing curious and excited toddlers out of my way. Screaming at them to do their own castles. They wanted to add a giraffe on the top of the castle for Gods sakes. A GIRAFFE. There are no giraffes here. I told them they were all dead to me. Go collect leaves or something if you can’t cut it in this chalk game. Not everyone is a winner. Maybe that will teach them to compete with me.