so the children below my apartment have this little back area which is visible from my 2nd-story kitchen windows. they have two little turtles out there, they play games out there, the mom dries their clothes out there…etc. once last week, i snuck behind my window and said in a deep voice, “pablo…le habla dios” and he was awestruck. stood there looking at the sky for about 2 minutes — totally baffled — before walking inside looking at his palms.
i did it again on monday and he was equally amazed. he stood down there in his underwear staring at the sky. this time, he was totally quiet.
then today, i did it and we had a full fledged conversation. it was all in spanish and it went something like this…
god (deep slow spanish): pablo
pablo (looking upwards): yes?
god: are you a good son this week?
pablo: yes, i am.
pablo: where are you? i cannot see you.
god: i am in the…sky. i am with the birds.
pablo: are you with grandpa
god (a little choked up): yes. grandpa is here. he is good.
god: god wants to know if you can do him a favor and not make noise in the mornings before 8
pablo: yes. it is usually khadir making the noise but yes i can make sure there is no noise
pablo: (something something something) you are doing?
god: can you speak a little slower?
pablo: i said god, what are you doing?
god: i am…i am watching tv
pablo: aaaah ok
pablo: god, why do you speak like a gringo
god: i was just in miami for a few months
pablo: aaahh ok
(Video to be posted)