The prayer room

It was the last day of my middle school.  I had arrived early, one of the first few.  The skies were still dark with only a hint of sunlight seeping into the new day.  The school itself was still ensconced in a rare silence. Few lights had been turned on in the hallways, no doubt by Sister A, the headmistress of the convent girl school.  I went to my class, dropped off my almost-empty school bag and walked down the side staircase.  My sleepy senses were waking up with every step I took.Read More »

A chicken soup kind of day

It’s official.  The whole family is now under seige and under the blankets from various ailments.  Coughs and sneezes, fevers and even stomach bug! Talk about riches in assorted germs.  Read More »

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The gift of smile

It was a trying day.  Bogged down with work woes and personal struggle, I trudged into a neighborhood bookstore to look for distraction in a novel. Read More »