But I said I wanted to share this secret with Ti. He was my close friend, and I found his name more beautiful than any other. When I spoke his name,it sounded like a song.
I would call him while I sat in class,"Ti,Ti".
"What?"he'd ask.
"Nothing",I'd reply smiling.
He was very puzzled. He didn't know I was just trying to listen to the sound of his name.
Dad said every name made the most beautiful sound. The dearer the person was to you,the more wonderful the sound would be.
I believed him. Would call him just to hear the sound of his name.
After that incident I'd bet anybody Ti would never dare to come to the riverbank alone. He always waited for my father. Dad carried him on one shoulder and me on the other. But I made it clear that only I had the right to hold Dad's neck. After all,he was my Dad. To agreed.
II was always fun when we were in the river.
Dad turned himself into a boat and carried us on his back. He said it was a motor boat so we kids didn't have to row - we only needed to put fuel in it. But he said we mustn't pour the fuel into his ears. They were actually the boat's lights.