Thato is silent for a long time, just shaking his head in wonder.

Strange. I am feeling sad. I can’t get on with my History assignment. How will life be without his endless questions? What has happened to his inquiring little mind?

Then he comes to stand right beside me. I look into his bright eyes.

“Masego, why have I run out of questions? What happened to them all? When will they come back?”

I laugh. Here we go again!

The End