Walking home at dusk and an adorable boy with a big smiles walks up beside me and shyly says “namaste man”. I say namaste and his questions/comments/ pantomimes are as follows: 

What is your name? My name is Otis! Where are you from? Is it beautiful in America? My parents… ( sewing motions) yes tailors. In the square. Are you Christian? Me too! Jesus! He loves me! He loves you too mam!  My parents are waiting for me… Goodbye mam..,Don’t forget me! No Otis, I promise I will definitely not forget you.