Unbroken Circle

He was driving home one evening, on a two-lane country road. Work, in this small, mid-western community, was almost as slow as his beat-up Pontiac. But he never quit looking. Ever since the Levis factory closed, he’d been unemployed, and with winter raging on,...

Dibalik Cermin Satu Arah

Ketika saya masih kecil, kami tinggal di kota New York, hanya satu blok dari rumah kakek-nenek saya. Setiap malam, kakek saya selalu melakukan “kewajibannya, ” dan di setiap musim panas, saya selalu ikut dengannya. Pada suatu malam, ketika Grandpa (kakek) dan saya...

A Poor Scottish Farmer

His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy,...