running with scissors

Losing an important figure in your life; a father, is never easy to handle. It is even more daunting for a 13 year-old. Specifically, one of my drama students, Rudy. Received a phone call this morning, and his usual cheerful voice was of sad and somehow, lifeless tone. Gave me the news, and also adding several too. He probably has to move to his kampung because of his mother's wishes, which means transferring into a different school which means I might not see him again. Might not see his smile, him playing with  his friends or him calling for me from afar. I hope he'll stay, even if I only have a little over a month left at that school. But what I hope most is that he can go through this with all the 13 years of wisdom, patience and intelligence that he has. For those of you who are reading this, please do pray for my student and his family. Thank you.