As I was frustraing with the unstable internet. my phone rang. It was a familiar number from the UK, but I just could not figure out who would that be. With in a second after picking up the call, I got to know it was Mrs King, a long-time friend, teacher and mentor. My first response to her greating was, 'Mrs King, This is an international phone call, it is going to cost you a fortune!!,' she replied instantly, 'I want to hear your voice and make sure that you are ok'
She then started asking me all sorts of question relating to my staying in Kazo and even offered me to meet her niece living in Kampala. I was too grateful to accept any of her offers, but as always, she insists and I draw back in the end.
She promised to call me back very soon though I promised her to write her emails.
I was left wondering the whole evening if I would ever meet such a friend, a teacher and a mentor again.
Landon
Picture of the week-The moon, one day after the Mid-autumn Festival, when it is at its roundest.
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