Mr. J.L.B Matekoni, she asked, do you think that our souls grow as we get older?He did not answer immediately, but when he did, she thought his answer quite perfect. Yes, he said. Our souls get wider. They grow like the branches of a tree--growing outwards. And more birds come and make their homes in these branches. And sing a bit more. He stopped and looked a little awkward. I'm talking nonsense, Mma.You're not, she said.
by Alexander McCall Smith
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In this conversation, Mma Ramotswe inquires about the growth of souls with age. Mr. J.L.B Matekoni takes a moment to contemplate before he shares his perspective, likening the expansion of our souls to the growing branches of a tree. He conveys that as we age, our souls can widen and become more accommodating, inviting new experiences and connections like birds settling in its branches.

Despite his initial hesitation, Mma assures him that his thoughts are meaningful rather than nonsensical. This exchange highlights the beauty of personal growth and the richness of life, suggesting that with age comes an increased capacity for joy and connection.

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