far away. The name of his birth place brings to mind images of boys on horseback riding around an open country. Also of women in brightly colored long dresses.
He is good and respectful. His family member who watches him while his parents work bows to me when she picks him up.
Today a younger sibling made a face at me. Father saw. Admonished child in their own language.
To be respected is a wonderful thing.
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