The bell rang and I have packed my bag, ready to go home. Out of nowhere, A came and said, "There is no one on duty today. Could you stay back and help? I could not find anyone else. Please. It's only for a few hours, please."
Hhm, there goes my plan of the day. I'll have to miss my bus and go home late. Why of all the members in the club, I am the one who get picked? Why can't you, the president, go for the duty instead?
Of course, all these grumbles only ended up playing in my head, and I just nodded and started to drag my feet to the club room, hoping I could get off from the duty earlier.
"Ahh, you are here. So happy to see you", N said as she sensed her way with her cane and came over to hold my hand. Seeing her happy expression, I felt so ashamed and guilty of having those selfish thoughts on my way here. Then we started to get down to her work. I read to her, while she went off typing away in her braille typewriter. Once a while, she would peer closely to her book or used her fingers and touch on her words to make sure she was typing correctly.
When you are going to meet up someone, do not think of how much the trouble would be. Instead, why not think of the joy that you and your friend would have, meeting and catching up with each other. Then everything would be worthwhile.
N, I hoped that you are doing well now. May God bless you.
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