“Why is there a hole in the wall?” Lungisa asked his granny.

“So that our ancestors will have a gateway to us.”

“Interesting,” said Lungisa.

“Why is there a hole in the wall?” Lungisa asked his auntie.

“It is a window to God.”

“Interesting,” said Lungisa.

“Why is there a hole in the wall?” Lungisa asked his friend.

“Because a ship crashed into the wall.”

“Interesting,” said Lungisa.

“Why is there a hole in the wall?” Lungisa asked his little sister.

“So that my brother will keep on asking questions,” she said.

And Lungisa laughed. But kept on questions.