.....................................................
Remembering and reminscing the spring of my youth,
in the '80s and '90s,
as an educator, a moulder of lives....
Bring back a flood of memories, warm nostalgia...
Not able to contact my past students
to reminisce those good, happy care-free,
young and energetic days.
Feeling very sad. Very melancholic....
Many of my senior colleagues have retired.
Some have passed on........
Very sad now in the autumn of my life....
.........................................................
It's not vast fortune I crave, nor a life of
luxury, nor the cliched 5Cs...
It's pple whose lives I have touched in some
ways or another.
-------------------------------------------------