The island has a variety of community completeness, there is even a hotel, lodging, shopping facilities.

There are neighbouring countries. There are immigrants in your country you help to integrate to a new culture. There are facilities you like in a neighbourhood.

My friend called to ask if I could take her to the hospital as she broke her small toe. So I wrote this poem about the experience.

A quick satire on fighting at schools.

What about the sick old man in the car? This is good? Every time I think my last year, I think the blame.

It seemed as if Ma Hla’s death had opened up an unexpected avenue of redemption for Maung Po. The wound caused by her sudden death began healing gradually when he was hired as a gardener by the Moncreifs.

Maung Ba felt at home with his job. He began working in an atmosphere of congeniality and cooperation. With Tan’s help, he managed to familiarize himself with many aspects of his work.

A short tale on why I hate hospitals.

Poem.

I havent published any new articles or pictures for quit sometime. I’ve recently went through a terrible ordeal with the birth of our 5th and last child below is my story of what I went through.