A student heading home for the holidays finds an unlikely friend in the mad balik kampong rush.
I miss the comfort of our hands held together,
strong, firm, united.
Because I believe open hands are nicer, much more gentle, inviting,
whereas yours can be daunting,
haunting the nightmares of chaos.
By Alena Abdul Aziz Henriksen Alena is a Malay expat wife in Bangkok with two precocious adopted kids, one obese cat and a love for sewing. I am happy that […]
Children are blind to racial differences and of that we can definitely learn from them. They treat each other equally without racial bias and they accept each other’s differences because they are just different, period. We could learn this from our children.