<c>Wisdom Child</c>

It had been years since Wan Shi Tong the great knowledge spirit had seen a human or cared to speak to a human especially one so…small. The speck of a human stood before the towering spirit, “Not much to look at are you?” the owl asked. The child barely moved as he was inspected and looked over like a new specimen, “What do you want sand child?”
The child shivered, “The storm’s so bad I just want a place to stay.” He said in a small voice. “I got lost…” the boy finished.
“A place to stay?” The spirit craned his neck and came face to face with the boy. The child didn’t flinch or show any fear of him at all no on the contrary the child seem fascinated. ‘Barely a bite, not even a mouthful there’s no way he could be a threat’ Wan Shi Tong mused to him self, “Very well human, you may stay until the sand storm ends.” The spirit responded with a touch of disdain “But do not touch my books.” He snapped.
“Book?” the boy asked blinking “What’s a book?”
Wan Shi Tong was taken aback “You don’t know what a book is?”
The boy shook his head. The great owl sighed “A book, simple child is something filled with knowledge.” A light of understanding crossed the child’s face “Oh! That’s what you call it!” the boy said, “I have a book.” The child pointed to his own head “Right here”
Wan Shi Tong let out a series of short hoots that sounded like laughter, “What knowledge could a mere child possess? I know for a fact that most sand benders your age can’t even read. You don’t even know what a book is I would wager you’ve never seen one.”
The boy crossed his arms “So what if I can’t read I still know things I bet I know some things you don’t even know.” The child pointed an accusing finger at the owl. “Impossible!” The great spirit ruffled his feathers “I am Wan Shi Tong, he who knows ten thousand things. You are only a human who has never seen a book there is no way you could know some thing that I do not.”  
The boy looked up at Wan Shi Tong “Willing to make a small wager on that?” The owl cocked his head to the side and reconsidered his uninvited guest, ‘Oh he’s bold’ there was a slight birdie smile on his face. “What sort of wager were you thinking small one?” There was an equally sly smile on the boy’s face “I’ll strike a deal with you, I’ll ask one question and if you can’t answer it you…teach me to read and write and…and I get to come here whenever I want.”
“Hump, asking quite a lot.” The owl responded, “ But I know I will not lose to a simple human like you.” He stood up confidently, “Ask your question.”
“Alright.” The boy grinned “What is my name?”
The great spirit sat in silence, of all the things to ask! A name! He forgot to ask the child’s name. “Well?” the child asked.
“I-I do not know.” Wan Shi Tong admitted. The boy extended his hand to the owl, “Well seeing as I just won our bet I’ll tell you, my name is Thoa.”