On the things we’d lost from the times before, translated…
“Do you know, that the A group when we go to the mathematics courses, we’d needed to, run from class to class?”, my youngest said. As I’d stepped into my home, before the TENTH typhoon alert was sounding, before the alerts of downpours came, my youngest started blabbing about it to me. Oh yeah, I’d almost forgotten, in September, he’d, started the split school years of his second year of high school.
“Based off of the grades,” he’d stated, to himself, “there’s the speedy walkers, the runners, and the flyers. Guess which one I’m in?”
“The speedy walkers?”, I’m guessing, that his bad at math, must’ve come from my rare, bad genes. “Nope, I’m, in the crawlers”, he’d said, gloating about it. Yup, thinking he was funny, that is, a good quality too, I suppose. Sometimes.
As I returned to Taiwan, I’d found, that the keys to the front door of my home changed, the plants on the lanai changed, my son changed his hair style. But my wife hadn’t changed a bit. I’d, connected my cell to the wi-fi at home, “Honey………”, my dearly beloved wife, was very careful, as she’d started speaking, “I’d not dared told you.” Recalling the last I saw her like this, it was, after she was positive she was, pregnant. Funny, how everybody has a story to tell me.
Then, she’d started, a year ago, what happened to her in school. The arguments of her band student, and that accident. There was a student who’d, broken the expensive bow of the violin of another student. And so, the parents were very responsible, prepared the $6,000N.T.s and a note, placed it into a white envelope, gave it to my dear wife, “Ms. Please, do give it to his parents.” But, because my wife got too busy, between her work and her home, she’d, misplaced the envelope somewhere. And so, she was, feeling that wrench in her heart, but still, handed in the $6,000N.T.s out of her own pockets.
The days passed by quickly, years, they flew by too. In this year, other than the stupid things she’d done such as, “finding those keys, lying, in the freezer bins”, was NOT daring to share this secret with anybody else. “Up until yesterday, did you know that?” She surely, knew how to do the climaxes of stories, “my colleague, a math instructor came by my office, and asked, ‘Ms. I’m sure, this belongs to you?’ Yup, that was it, the white envelope I’d, stressed myself out to find all year long!”, her eyes glowed, with a some tears. Clearly, her cute coworker had based the note’s keyword, “violin”, and connected to her, because she is, the music instructor.
Turned out, as my wife received the papers, it was during a drill, and she’d, stuffed the envelope into a motorcycle helmet. And this year, the helmet was, taken back into inventory, she’d, switched to a brand new office too. The end of the story, that cute math instructor handed the envelope back to her, and left her a cutesy sentence, “You are, intelligent, as the money and the slip, were both kept, in the safest place, inside the helmets!”
Some things don’t vanish, they’re just, temporarily, placed somewhere by time. As the time came, they will, get returned back to you, and, isn’t the connections of family members like so too?
This just showed, that when you can’t find something, it’s, merely, being, held by time somewhere, and, when the time is right, it will, get returned back to you again. So, there’s, really no need, to freak out when you misplaced something, unless it’s something very important, like your head, or other vital bodily organs…