I was thinking about a funny story from the village today, and I wanted to share it.

It was last September, and I was coming back from the school, and I saw one of the kids who lived next door to us. He is about 4 years old, and he'd always come running when he saw us at the house. When I first met him, he told me his name was T-Boy, which is what everyone calls him. But on this particular day, when I greeted him as T- Boy he got an angry look on his face, and said, "It's not T-Boy anymore. It's T-MAN" when I asked why he changed it, he told me it was his birthday. He was now 4 years old, which is obviously too old to be known as T-'Boy'. Man was much more fitting now that he was basically full grown. T-Man continued to hang out with us, and we loved his company. I'll post more stories about him and other kids later on.