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Friendship

A recent realization of mine:

In the past few months, three of my friends from back home messaged me on various social network sites to ask about what I was doing and how I was. I promptly replied to all three, not just answering their questions, but also asking some of my own.

So far, not a single person has responded.

Earlier this year, I tutored the daughter of a principal for one of the primary schools we teach at. She knew me for all of a month, then left to study in America. I gave her my email address and wished her luck.

We have been emailing each other at least once a month every month since April.

Unexpectedly, Vietnam is teaching me about yet another thing: friendship.

                   


                   

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