Acts of Kindness


With my son home for a short break, we’ve been reminiscing quite a lot as we enjoy conversations. My folks always tease me about my penchant for remembering all sorts of things. So many memories! ​We were talking about my school days and this is something he always finds amusing. From first grade to tenth grade, I studied in five schools across three cities. Each one was a major learning experience—not to mention a culture shock. Perhaps my happiest move was after my sixth grade from a boarding school. After the academic year was up, I couldn’t wait to join my folks in a different city. I was going to live with my Grandma, Mom and Uncle (mom’s bro)—my three most favorite people in the world. I was going to start seventh grade in a school about eight kilometers away. This involved traveling by bus from our place to the railway…

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