On a rainy Monday morning 38 years ago, a fresh Arts graduate found a seat for herself amongst five dozen others. The place was like a tree to migrating birds. In time, it became her home and one day, she became the tree.
Like in the stories I have read and I teach, today life has come a full wonderful circle where I have been blessed to return the knowledge, understanding and love that I received, in manifold, to the students who occupy the very bench I sat on and to even those beyond the threshold of this institute.
