the saga of a seven year old at dinner time

My youngest host brother, Pia, is seven. He loves to ride his bike around town, play games with his friends, and reap havoc everywhere he goes. To prove that seven year olds are the same no matter where you are I will [roughly] translate a conversation that takes place at least three times a week under the cooking hut where we eat dinner between Pia and my host grandmother:

Grandma: [yelling across the street] Pia! Its time to eat!
Pia: I'm not hungry!
Grandma: Pia! Get over here! The rice is getting cold!
Pia: I want to play with my friends!!
Grandma: [sternly] Pia. Get over here.
Pia: [gives up and slowly drags himself across the street as if he is walking towards his death] Fine. But im still not hungry!
Grandma: [dishes out rice for Pia] Eat.
Pia: [silently fools around with his rice but doesn't eat] *hums to himself*
Grandma: Pia! EAT YOUR RICE.
Pia: [takes four huge mouthfuls, chews them slowly] ok im full now grandma.
Grandma: Ok Pia, time for a bath.
Pia: But my friends are still playing across the street!!
Grandma: I don't care Pia. Go take a bath.
Pia: [thinks very hard about how to get out of this predicament] But... im not dirty!
Grandma: [looks him up and down] Pia, you have mud all over you.
Pia: [smiles very largely] Oh! I didn't notice!
Grandma: Pia. Really. Go take a bath.
Pia: [resigned] Fine.

Then Pia generally slinks off to the bathroom area where he plays with some toys or runs around until my grandma or grandpa finally ushers him into the bathroom with very loud orders to bathe properly and get all the mud off himself.

This saga has become a regular part of my routine when I get home from school every afternoon, and I have to say I always enjoy it. Pia has decided that he likes me, so he smiles a huge gap-toothed smile every time he sees me come home. Sometimes he will follow me around, pretending to hide behind corners when I turn around. This kid has totally won his way into my heart, and it will be so interesting to watch how he grows over the next two years of my service.