During the Night

Listen to this. It's written by one of my students.



During the Night


The clock indicates midnight
I left my bed at last

I turn on the light
And break the peace to find you, the lastest.

Then I light my cigarette
Smoke fills in my heart
and it makes everything unclear, like fog, like a dream.

I'm opening my eyes, but I can't wake up
from the nightmare.

I just breathe in the reality
and breathe it out immeditely.

When the sun makes shadows again
eventually, I go back to my bed
only to cover myself.

- John.

Dearest Daniel,

Dearest Daniel,

Thanks for your message that I only check this morning at my blog “alexandrakim.blogspot.com.”
Sure, let’s set up a time to meet up! (since you like mountain hiking, we should do that sometime! ^^)
Regarding talks on your future, I am not so sure how much I can help, but if there’s anything I can help you out with, I would feel more than glad to do so.

I also checked out your blog. It was absolutely fabulous! No wonder why you have such a good family! There were sweat and time you and your wife have spent into. I could definitely see from your blog.

Anyways, I am very grateful that you always show up at the class first, put all of our classmates together, and most of all, be a great role-model for all of us.

Many thanks,