Love 2 Serve: for the love of humanity

The gurgling noises of the pouring rain hitting the pavement outside almost matches my inner tears of sorrow as I sympathise with the needy people of the world. Everywhere I turn, I see organisations appealing for donations. I see NGOs, leaning on the sturdy shoulders of Ramadaan’s great blessings, “cashing in” on this time of the year.  Continue reading

The story of an archaeologist

In the dark forest lived an archaeologist.

My grade 2 daughter’s first handmade book – written on her own. I’ve translated since the spelling isn’t so good at times. The un-coloured ones were late additions. Her previously published post is here.