We had not done justice to the love they had for us

Today, in response to Brother TH's email, I wrote this:

 

"...WL is reading a published book which featured short stories (in Chinese) that won prizes. Father won a consolation prize for his story "20 Years by the River", covering 1941-1961. It was actually his autobiography during that period. WL said she cried and cried when she read the book, realizing the challenges they had gone through. Father wrote that he had to sell his writing pen to buy tapioca for food for himself and his wife. WL found 2 copies of the book and will give one to me. We will try to translate it then we will share with you, TK and Tkeat. I think each of us (I mean the 5 of us) in our own way, had not done justice to the sacrifices they made and the love they had for us, most of all myself".

 

Please forgive me my dear Father and Mother.

SPeng