Chacho Revisited
While in Dubai I got to see my amigito Arturo. I wrote a little post about my friend during our first visit back in Panama and I’ll give him some cyber-celebrity here again.
Only 2 years old the last time I saw him, his favorite word was the same as all two year olds: MIO! (mine). Now nearly 4 years old his vocabulary has grown tremendously and was a great spanish quiz for WD and I. What is the favorite word of children this age? Correct–it’s “Por Que?” (why?) Only he says it with a strange spanish accent “Por Queee?” Everything is questioned. Out of curiosity or to drive his parents crazy I don’t know which but it’s wildly entertaining.
“Where is my bicycle?” he asks
“Outside” Jose tells him.
“Por Queeee?” he asks.
“Because that’s where you left it!”
Great fun to be nearly four.
So, Arturo has graduated from everything belonging to him to questioning everything. He also no longer calls me Chacho but I’m still not Sean, now I am “Hombre Muchacho”… not sure which I like better.
He seemed to be taken with WD and grilled her on her spanish. One day he went into the bathroom with her and asked her to explain what each item in her bathroom kit was… and why of course. WD was never more sorry for carrying 487 bottles of lotions and potions.
He then watched WD wrapping a gift for Ingrid and started his usual round of interrogation. She explained it was for his mom and that this was a secret. He understood and confirmed her “shuush” as they walked to the closet to hide the present.
Twenty seconds later he flew to the bedroom door, flug it open and howled down the stairs “MOM!!!! IT’S A PRESENT FOR YOU!!!”
WD and I could hardly breathe as we doubled over laughing. I don’t forsee a future job in the secret service for Arturo.
Sadly for my roommate Jose, he is missing his son like crazy at the moment. This time around in Dubai he has to go it alone and his family is back in Panama. Tough? I’m sure. Hang in there Jose, it will all be worth it in a year’s time.
