Aunt

GRANDMA SAYS if you could have half the size of Aunt's forehead, you'd be as smart as she is but no, all you've got is a tiny forehead which is why you'd never be as clever as she is with money. I say, I'm very good with money, Grandma. Aunt gives me the money, I spend it. That way Aunt can be as smart as she wants to be with money. All I've gotta do is ask some from her. I know she'll say she hasn't got any left in the house but I know she's got plenty. Oh yes, Grandma, I'm a smart kid all right, and I don't need Aunt's forehead. All I need is a bit of stones and pebbles to rain the house with so Aunt can give me the money. Now, that's a smart thing eh, Grandma?

Grandma says; budok ni loyar buruk. Bila besor nok jadi bende dok tahu setarang.*

And Grandma chuckles and chucles that I have to bury my face in her laps. Oh how I miss Grandma and Aunt. And Cousin. The three women who raised me as if I was their own child.

(This kid is full of craps. I wonder if he'll grow up proper).