He laughed along good naturedly as soon as he realised that the cat had been led out of the bag. The sparkle in his eyes told me that he is an intelligent man with a great sense of humour. I asked him for his name and he told me he is Uleketele and I wrote it down immediately on my notebook. From then onwards, he would often come to me and asked me to show him his name on my notebook and to read it out loud. It delighted him immensely to look at his own name, written in Roman alphabets and hearing the sound of it from a farenji’s mouth.