rosy wu
rosy wu
Jul 28, 2017 · 1 min read

A Mug as A Gift

Two years ago, before I went to Spain for ten months, my mother and I we went to a temple in Xanxia(三峽), to tell Buddha I’m going on a long trip and wishing will be fine. After worshiping we went to see my mother’s friend, she is a nun that service in the temple. She lived in Argentina before came to Taiwan, so of course, she speaks Spanish fluently. We chat for a while, then she gave me the mug as a gift.

So I packed it really carefully because of it’s material. And brought it with me to Spain and also bring it back. Even it has a look for middle-age teacher that possibly teach in high school which means not young. Still as a companion when I’m not at home and remind me the love from hometown. The same as in Spain and as staying in ITI.

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