April 28, 2013
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Spotted at dinner today with the parents:
A young boy, around five or six years of
age, walking down the walkalator with
his mother. They queue up behind us in
the line for the parking ticket machine.
A female toddler walks past us with
her parents, a lovely young thing
with big eyes and an overload of
brown curls framing her face.
The young boy points to her and,
looking at his mother, exclaims
“Wow Mummy, cantiknya dia!”
The toddler in question stops
and turns to look at the boy.
Both the parents of the girl
and the young boy’s mother
smile knowingly at each other.
Female toddler stares at the boy.
Young boy sticks his hands out,
presumably, for a handshake.
Female toddler waddles up to
him – and kisses his hands.
The entire queue bursts out
laughing at the adorableness
of it all. The parents of both
kids wave to each other and
go on their way.
Giggling, Mama says to the
mother of the young boy:
“He must get that a lot.”
The mother laughs.
“Oh, no, usually he makes
them uncomfortable with
his frank remarks.”
“It’s not a bad thing,” I offer.
“He sounds very sincere when
he says it, so it’s endearing.”
She smiles warmly, reaching
down to gently stroke the hair
on his head. “I don’t discourage
it. I want him to be appreciative
of what he sees and who he meets.”
(You go, Young Mum!)
“But that was a first for him,” she
continues. “I don’t think he’s ever
gotten that type of reaction before.”
She tilts his head up to speak to him.
“Sayang, suka tak tadi dapat salam?”
“Dia cium la, Mummy,” he corrects.
“Pandai adik. Cium tangan Abang
sebab Abang lagi tua. Pandai and
cantik!” He gives his mother a
toothy grin. “Next time, siapa
cium tangan Abang bila Abang
cakap dia cantik kita bagi dia
gula-gula. Ok Mummy?”
“Ohhhh dear.”
The sweet innocence of children
