Word of the day: Cemetery (again)

Every time I drive past a cemetery, there is an involuntary urge to turn my face away from the gravestones. As if it will ward off evil spirits.

This time, as we drove on Delhi Road on the way to the shopping center, Cola pointed out the place to me.
"Mami, what is that place?"
"It's a cemetery."  I tried to put on my best matter-of-fact voice, without betraying my discomfort about the topic.

"What is a 'cemetery'?"  ("What is...?", "Why...?", they are always the next expected question, aren't they?)
"Hmm... when people die, they dig a hole there. Then they put the person inside and then close the hole. That's called a cemetery."

"Why do people die?"  (See? I know the "Why" question is coming!)
"Hmm... all things die. Plants die, animals die and people die too."

It's my turn to ask some questions to shut them up.
"Cola, will you die?"
He thought for a second and said quietly, "I don't want."

"How about me? Will Mami die?"
... silence...

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How fascinating!

Last year, this was my answer to the same question: http://ilovejappy.blogspot.com.au/2011/02/word-of-day.html

I wonder how I should answer the same question when it's Bobo's turn to ask.