Sometimes, colleagues would blame me to stay late at school. Sometimes, students would astonish why I have to work so late at school. Sometimes… times…
Tonight, there is a soccer match between STCC and UC. Mainly male teachers play for it. They run and shout in the court. No so noisy, but feel like a distant calling.
Concentrated on the document, I can turn the speakers at a high volume; I can spread out my paper to work on; I can… I can do a lot with bigger “space”.
Listening to music, a commotion permeates in the air. Players come back. Speaking words interfere the songs, they leave.
All a sudden, the last song of CD ends in the meantime. Everything back to silence.
Interweaven like flashes, thoughts, ideas and feelings about life, living, future, love, family and friends rush in mind. Going ups and downs within seconds, I pray.
It’s not easy to be crystal clear; not easy to be distinguished; not easy to understand…
A question from a good friend long time ago comes up in mind at the moment, i.e. “What do you afraid most in the world?” Frankly, it’s a serious question and “cockroach-liked” something can’t be the answer. Friends, do you know my answer? Have a guess and I will tell you later.
Thoughts are still swirling. Thanks for God’s comfort. Keep praying.