Dear Father,

Hmm, you know sometimes it is so amusing when I hear a native of this village blaming others for its present poorly underdeveloped condition and sound as if he or she is not a part.

Dear Father,

I know this is a mystery that no matter what, we mortals will never understand-and that mystery is death. Some called it the passing over. But passing over to where?

Dear Father,

When I was growing up as a kid, I often heard older people saying: “When you are begging a little child for a morsel of food or piece of bread or anything, you don’t stretch out your hands to them.”  The reason they gave back then was that “when the child refuses to give you, it will be very embarrassing for you in putting your hand down.

Dear Father,

Mm, I say in this village people can really talk. And you know some of them just talk and criticized what they know nothing about. But when it is in their shoes, they will even do worse than what they are criticizing-In fact, they see it as an opportunity to make demands even if that was not the intent of the host.