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Thursday, November 11, 2010

As I was arranging the stacks of books and placing them neatly into my cupboard, a pink envelope fell from one of them and landed on my feet. I picked it up, took a closer look at it and smiled. Inside the envelope was a handmade card with the words "Thank you teacher" written on it and a picture of a girl holding a flower in her hands. This card was made by a girl that I used to teach in the children's home during my university days. Joining the community service club in campus is one of the most meaningful thing I have done in my life. Besides teaching, making moon cakes and playing games with them, I have learnt a lot from the kids. They are in fact stronger than me. I missed all of them. I missed how they used to whisper secrets into my ears and hooked our little fingers to promise not to tell anyone. I missed their stories in school and mostly their laughters. Hope they are still doing well now.