The Story Hour by Thrity Umigar
"Every year when I stands first in my class, Ma gives me the advice: Daughter, she say, never be gamandi. What you have, given to you by God. You just a basket into which God puts the flowers. Flowers not belong to you. They belongs to God. Same way, your clever belong to God." What a beautifully written story. I didn't want it to end. A book of friendship where good people make mistakes for either reasons they believe are altruistic or for reasons they cannot explain. People who tell their stories to gain understanding from the listener and end up acquiring a new understanding and subsequent forgiveness from themselves. I loved these new friends of mine and I wanted them to end their stories in places of reconciliation and acceptance. The book ends with a 3-page essay: "The Story Behind the Story Hour". If you are reading my blog and I have somehow inspired your interest in this book then I want you to know that you...