No fool’in, Programa is my new nickname given to me by my 37 month old grandson! As if that isn’t funny enough, the excited look on his face when he arrived at my door yesterday to announce this new name he created for me is enough to keep me in stitches laughing every time I think of it!
If I’m not talking about the marvelous ways God is at work, he hears my discussions on computer programming. Since he has many grandparents, he needs clear terms to differentiate whom he is referring to. When I watch him, I can actually observe his brain being busy at work — keeping his innermost thoughts to himself until he is ready to let them out.
The humor of grandchildren is priceless!
Since there probably are other Programas out there, to specify what kind of programa I am, maybe Enigma should be tacked onto its front? After all, doesn’t Enigma Programa have a certain flow to it? More than one person has described me as being enigmatic. Its good to warn people what to expect if they’re trying to get acquainted with me. That way they can decide whether or not they’re up to such a challenge.
