Let’s Jump Rope
Photo courtesy of Simroots Archives The setting sun cast a long shadow behind me as I walked across the playground toward the dining hall. There’s my big brother Larry! Running over, I threw my arms around his waist. “Did you find your room?” he asked in his grown-up, seven-year-old voice. “The auntie showed me the way. Are you unpacked?” I replied. “Yes. But I’m sad. D’you like it here?” Larry asked. The sorrow in his voice touched my soul. “I…