pondering the mysteries of the long haired dude

hansel is the son of the tetet. tetet is the cook/owner of the carenderia where we eat our lunch during davao days. hansel is a 4 year old kid who seems to be at his most mischievous/sweet stage. he would go on telling me and whoever care to listen that he does not like them. why?

kasi pangit ka...

if he is not insulting the hell out of people, he would be on a string of questions that would end only if he gets tired of asking or until you distract him with another person or subject.

today's lunch was no different. he was running his fingers through my hair and:

hansel: bakit malaki ang buhok mo?
jerry: hindi malaki ang buhok ko, taas lang.
hansel: babae ka ba?
jerry: dili, lalake ako.
hansel: e bakit malaki ang buhok mo?
jerry: hindi malaki ang buhok ko, mataas, (o mahaba pag sa tagalog)
hansel: e bakit mataas ang buhok mo?
jerry: kasi may magic ako.
hansel: sige nga mag-magic ka nga.
jerry: rubs his hands together and claps and say swooosh...
hansel: di naman magic yun e
jerry: magic yun

and then he trailed off.