What if the whole idea of forcing a child to learn something early and persistently, is actually the worst idea of all and is more likely to KILL the passion in the child in his later life?
My mum passed away in the night. She has braved cancer for more than half a year, and after all the struggles, reposed. When she died, she was shriveled and tiny. We managed to rally around my dad, and got a doctor to certify her death. On November 3, I led the liturgy and laid her ashes to the ocean as she wished. It was a fitting closure as I baptized her in faith as well so many years ago.