We never really had any kind of a Christmas. This is one part where my memory fails me completely.
Actually, my mother and Alfie came for three weeks' Christmas vacation and stayed for 21 years. I guess my mother never went back because she was lonely.
The main thing I am interested in is my experience as a teacher.
Happiness is hard to recall. Its just a glow.
I had no accomplishments except surviving. But that isn't enough in the community where I came from, because everybody was doing it. So I wasn't prepared for America, where everybody is glowing with good teeth and good clothes and food.
The sky is the limit. You never have the same experience twice.