As soon as I make an appearance in the staff room, a senior colleague throws a sinister look at me. Wondering why, I breathe hard under the three-layered mask while still thanking God for…
As our car touches the sturdy village road of a certain height, it doesn’t seem like a regular December morning one might be out to visit their old schoolteacher. On one side of the road,…
No more Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday – every day is Coviday. I could sense that today is Sunday as Dad held out a pair of scissors to me even before I'd…