A boy in my daughter's class is tormenting her. He's not a bad kid, but he likes her and, of course, he doesn't know how to express it other than by teasing her.
In order to comfort her I resorted, of course, to books. Unbeknownst to her,I have been saving a beautiful illustrated edition (to which I cannot find a link) of Anne of Green Gables (which she hasn't read yet) to give to her for her 9th birthday, so without mentioning the name of the book, I told her how, when Gilbert teased Anne, she broke her slate over his head. I then offered to buy her a slate. [Note to this boy's parents: I do not actually condone my daughter breaking a slate over your son's head.] Laughter ensued. Mission accomplished, at least in part.